Moved to Tears

Describe the last time you were moved to tears by something beautiful.

Doesn’t happen much (I’m a cold hearted bastard you see) but it does happen at times. The last time was when I saw Man of Steel. Oh god it was so beautiful and moving. Saw it 13 times in the theaters and now waiting for the home release for another who-knows-what number of times viewings. Literally teared off first two times. Very beautiful.

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Life is beautiful and troublesome

Turn to your co-workers, kids, Facebook friends, family — anyone who’s accessible — and ask them to suggest an article, an adjective, and a noun. There’s your post title! Now write.

My mother is one of the most paradoxical person in this planet. I’m not even surprised after this small interaction. I didn’t took to facebook or twitter to ask for suggestion, as most probably either I never get anything useful, at least on time when needed, or not at all. Oh but post something controversial, or at least seeming that way, or a picture with a celebrity and it goes BOOM! So I waited for my mother to come back home who just arrived some past 11 PM at home as she had gone for a wedding of a relative, and there was no one I could ask besides myself, which I have already done quite a number of times and just didn’t want to do that for who knows what time again.

And now, when I ask her simply to give me an adjective and a noun, she says ‘beautiful’ and after a moment pause of thinking, ‘life’. Then I ask her suggest me an article or simply something what I should write about today, and she immediately tells me, “Write how much life is troublesome for me. Regarding you, your studies, your health, your future and all that tension on me.” And my reaction was, really? Totally the other way of what you said some seconds ago?

Heck, I’m just stopping here. I should have just named this as ‘Typical Mothers’ but I’ll just leave it so.