What makes you cry?

What brings tears to my eyes? The first thought was the violence, the unjustness of war, the helplessness against nature’s phenomenon…Yes, it makes me sad, it makes me angry, it revolts me, it depresses me. Somewhere it settles down to a kind of bleakness all this seems to herald. But to say that this is the reason, rather these are the reasons, why my eyes sparkle with unshed tears, would be utter dishonesty. The thing is…

The thing is, the reason never seems to matter. Or say it’s lucidity or even it’s veracity doesn’t amount to much among the labyrinthine feelings. A tear escaped my eye silently as the crowd went mad cheering for the winning team and a stranger smiled the most beautiful smile ever. We went on singing “Alice? who the fuck is Alice…” into the still night, as someone sloshed a little vodka on my jacket sleeve and till they hugged me, I didn’t even know that I was crying. I almost drew blood from my finger as I fought to hold back the tears after I said goodbye without even a memory of his touch. I berated myself for being a sentimental fool when I felt the tears pricking my eyes when ammamma made upma for me after lying down for almost a week because of a weak heart.When my brother took me home lugging all of my unnecessary baggage through buses and autos in pouring rain, occasionally checking my fevered brow, I could have uttered the most embarrassing three words...

…

It just felt, feels, so damn good!

It’s true and I guess that qualifies it to be clichéd – it’s all about love.

And I guess I can never really manage to be abstract and (oh!) intellectual! :)

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Every time when I look in the mirror
All these lines on my face getting clearer
The past is gone
it went by, like dusk to dawn
Isn't that the way
Everybody's got the dues in life to pay

I know nobody knows
where it comes and where it goes
I know it's everybody sin
You got to lose to know how to win

Half my life
is books written pages
live and learn from fools and
from sages
You know it's true,OH
All these feelings come back to you

Sing with me, sing for the years
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tears
Sing with me, just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good lord will take you away

Yeah, sing with me, sing for the year
sing for the laughter, sing for the tear
sing with me, just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away

Dream On
Dream On
Dream On
Dream until your dreams come true

Aerosmith, Dream On