I remember crying every time dad got transferred and we had to say goodbye to friends. I remember crying for my siblings when they fell sick. I can say that I truly understood what crying a bucket full of cheers meant. When I read the book Thornbirds. Growing up, who can claim to have loved and not cried? Well, they say love is happiness. It may be true but to get there, you sure have to swim through a river of tears
Hello, Rashmi. Ma'am Kadambari Gupta here. I just heard your poem. I think it was amazing. It was so full of emotions. I am a very, very emotional person myself, so I could relate to every, every word, every line that you said. And thank you so much for this poem. And well, if it's your first swell, then welcome you to swell. And I'm waiting for more poems from you. Thank you so much
Nidhin George 🔷
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Hello, Rashmi. Top of the morning to you, and I hope you're having a wonderful start to your day. As I listen to this, well, I found it very powerful and intense. And I'd just like to add something here. I think the impact, the influence of tears in our lives, is often underrated. I think it's brushed aside as something negative, something that should be kept at a minimum