Have you ever felt teary eyed at the strangest of occasions in life?
I have always been accused of being the over emotional “can-cry-at-the-drop-of-a-hat” by my family and friends. Frankly admitting, I am not too guilty of the fact. For many years, I have cried inconsolably at places and times inappropriate. And these many times, I didn’t cry because I was sad. I cried because memories were triggered leaving me feel overwhelmed.
I truly believe that tears are not necessarily bad. Maybe they are inexplicable, just at times like these:
- Looking at old family pictures and reminisce how Baba used to make the pony-tailed-tiny-me feed biscuits to the stray dogs – the memories often leaves me red cheeked and puddled eyed. Don’t you all cherish the years gone by?
- When the beloved dog dies in Marley & Me; I cry like a baby. My throat closes up when they show Marley being taken to the vet for the second time. Geez.
- Crying at a bidaii even when I am not even remotely related to the bride. This has left my family equally embarrassed and flummoxed at many weddings.
- Every time Elderly Woman behind the counter in a small town plays on the pod. This song instills gush of nostalgia. What!? You haven’t heard it as yet??
- Going through old comics of Calvin & Hobbes always leave me misty eyed. The comic has taught me more than ever my schooling could. For Calvin, there was Hobbes. For me, it will always be Calvin And Hobbes
- Have you ever cried while seeking forgiveness or while attending a kirtan or listening to Gurbani? Probably it’s also because of the longing to meet your higher self. I have been there, done that.
- Watching the finale episode of F.R.I.E.N.D.S still makes me cry. When the camera stops centered at the door with its golden picture frame, saying that’s all to the decade long trail of laughs and tears; I cry some and some more. Every single time that I watch it.
- See a kid pushing hard to win a race, to deliver his dialogues at the competition. The sincerity always makes you dewy eyed. Ain’t it?
- Listening to someone choke while sharing their struggle over something. I often blow a snot bubble in my handkerchief while I smile ear to ear.
- I cried hysterically after I finished my first half marathon. All the sweat, toil, perseverance and the anxiety towards the day made me cry.
I think these tears help me restore my emotional equilibrium. It’s my way of feeling alight and saying that I can feel you.
Tell me what makes you cry?