Remembering the days of laughter and gaiety? The hours of nonsensical giggles and inner joy. Then the arrival of the first teardrop, the heartache that revisits again and again without much control over oneself. You remembered AI, the movie that talks about the tears of a robot which brought to its own destruction and then came the Japanese manga turned TV production of the Absolute boyfriend that saw the death of a robot with his/its first tear streaming down his/its cheek. Love is just such a sad thing, if you remember. And so the fox that teared at separation is back, the boy with the golden hair that resembles the glitter of the wheat blowing in the wind. Some memories moved on, some chose to stay and many more are just simply beyond the realm of one’s rationality.