My Tearjerker...

If there's just one thing that can really bring the tears streaming hot from my tear ducts, i would say it will be the element of sacrifice shown during movies. One example is the last scene in "Armageddon" where the oilman's daughter wept tears of regret when his dad took her beau's place on the meteor (To-be-meteorite) bla bla.

I always find it intriguing as to why a cold and occasionally, aloof person like me could actually come to inches of shedding tears when i watch movies showcasing the element of sacrifice. Then i realised that it was a dream that i had once before. Darn! It seems the subconscious always has the ability to make the remotest of links between virtually anything.

In this short but ghoulish nightmare, i saw that my family was in the throes of a deep crisis. Apparently the crisis was so great that there was no effective solution that could extricate my family with no hidden costs. Just when despair and gloom was about to descend on everyone, i found myself in a classic stage scene. The lights around me were dimmed such that i saw only myself in the spotlight. Beyond the harsh white light, the darkness was so absolute that i believed i was transported into the threshold of a forboding grotto.

Then without any warning, a cloaked figure stepped out from the shadows. His cloak was so dark, the contrast between the harsh lighting from above made the figure seem ethereal. I was unable to take a proper look at the facial features of the mysterious character due to the harsh lighting being in the way. We had a conversation. It was a most strange one. my ears clearly told me that this fella was speaking in a foreign tongue, nothing vaguely resembling languages i have ever heard. The tone was even but it was carried in a mesmersing manner giving it a surreal quality. The strangest thing was that even as the critter spoke, my brain automatically translated and interpreted the words of the dark figure. I was very sure that an inner voice spoke to me alongside the strange incantations muttered by the very same person. I presumed that the person was communicating to me using brainwaves or something.

In his words, the person related to me his sympathy for my family's plight. He made me an offer to alleviate my family woes, obliterate those problems even. But the catch was this... I was to be the payment for such a transaction. It was not a simple case of simply taking my life. His terms was to erase my existence entirely from the world i knew so well. Everyone including my family who knew me would never know that i once existed in their lives. He was apparently seeking to uproot my life in addition to the memories that entrenched themselves in the minds of people whom i have interacted, minor or major.

I agreed... However, i managed to persuade him to let me see my family once again. Instantaneously, the darkness was lifted. I saw my family going about their daily routine as if they had no knowledge of the crisis that had befell on them earlier. I looked them in the eye and realised that they were oblivious to my very presence. Before i could take any measures, i found myself dissolving into dust from the bottom up. As i let off a bloodcurdling scream, i found myself taking a last look at a family who knew me no longer.

Now you know why i can be so emotional watching seemingly harmless films like Tim Burton's Corpse Bride...