Once upon a time there were eyes. And the eyes were filled with tears. Many people came and tried to stop the tears and make the eyes look a little chinese, but failed. Tears are the sighs of the heart condensed at the angle of the eyes. In another realm, there lived a poor heart. Now, this heart was heavy with the burdens of such tears but it was always happy. One day, the eyes looked at the heart and asked, would you take away my tears. The heart replied, if only you would come and live in me. The rest is future. I think the bedtime stories end with and they lived happily ever after, but this story is still not complete. The dream lives on.
Coming to Indian Cinema, tears play a significant role. From a child crying for the separated parents, mothers weeping over the dying son, man mourning a lost love to a woman crying in joy on meeting her returning husband, tears have been a common sight. Or a blurred sight if you may call it. Many hearts have swayed and many minds have changed their will when confronted by a few drops of the salty water. Tears also hold the power to alter the fate of any man.
'Rudaali', is a movie which shows a village tradition of hiring professional mourners to express grief in place of family members who are not allowed to weep due to their social status. It is a story of a woman who can not cry, asked to become a professional mourner to earn her living. But barring such anomalies, if I may call them, Indians love to cry. ' Pushpa, I hate tears', who can forget the words of Rajesh Khanna spoken to Sharmila Tagore, or the economics of the value of tears explained by Amitabh Bachhan in Sharaabi to Om Prakash. The movies of Guru Dutt had a wierd influence on the minds of the audience. They could move us to tears or stun us. Few people can forget the tears of Natalie Portman roll down the cheeks as Julia Roberts clicks photographs of her in the movie, 'Closer' or Julia Roberts with stars in her eyes in 'Notting Hill'.
Enough of talk about artificial tears and provoked tears. There are people I know who can cry at the drop of a hat. Just like that. Someone misses them, they miss someone, someone leaves them, they leave someone, someone comes back, someone goes away, someone says hello, someone does not say anything, they are not well, their dog is not well, I am not well, and on on goes the list. I love such people. Firstly, they give you a chance to offer your shoulder, secondly, it is a very amusing sight. No offense meant. And the most important reason is that they are my hideouts in times of anguish. When I feel that I too need someone to listen to me, they are there. Life is not a bed of roses always. Sometimes even the most settled and relaxed person also has the desire to give a vent to his feelings. It is easier to share a thought with a person whom you have seen shedding a tear. Being there when it mattered the most, the reason I started the blog. How could I not write about you.
"Sometimes even the most settled and relaxed person also has the desire to give a vent to his feelings. It is easier to share a thought with a person whom you have seen shedding a tear. "
ReplyDelete-Such wonderful words, and i agree with it. Everyone is entitled to have someone to lean on and shed a tears with no matter how tough you are. As what they say "no man is an island"
nice thots.. and glad to know about our doc, his feelings and to know about safety staffs too..i enjoyed the shers and saying mentioned
ReplyDeleteThis is so good. I could totally relate to this coz I'm there myself. Excellent choice of words.
ReplyDeleteLooking forward to read more of your awesome post.
Thank you all for the encouraging comments. Each word is a shadow of the hidden feelings which have come out in the sun. I hope the sun shines for a long time but the feelings do not melt and disappear in the heat.
ReplyDelete"....they give you a chance to offer your shoulder, secondly, it is a very amusing sight. No offense meant."
ReplyDeleteHmmm...amusing huh?!
"It is easier to share a thought with a person whom you have seen shedding a tear. Being there when it mattered the most..."
Thank you for always being there...
"...the dream lives on."
hmmm....