In my childhood, I used to go to my grandma's place. the only company that I had over there was my little mischievous brother. He used to hurt people physically but that's how he used to express his love and affection, God knows why. One day while we were getting bored we decided to make something and we started making bow and arrows using sticks and rubber bands. After making, he tested if that bow is working and how far that arrow can go. Then he turned that arrow towards me and targeted me. Before I can move or do something that arrow came and hit my nose and I didn't understand what just happened my nose was numb and slowly I could realise that pain crawling upon me. I cried out loud in pain and ran to my grandmother and complained about my brother but as usual, she started scolding me for not being a responsible big sister. Then she quickly checked my nose but there was only a small scratch. On that day I realised when u r playing with your small brother who can do anything never teach him anything that can harm you Malavika S Bsc physics