Playing cricket one day I lost my ball, crying continuously I was sorrunded by couple of people's. I was begging but still didn't find it.

I was not crying for my ball, I was actually crying for my Dad because he gifted me something for the first time.

Wondering about the incident I realised what?

"We do cry for what we have lost, but we actually cry for that rare feelings which we find as emotion"

© Kartik Tiwari
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