y we do run to help our best friend even after a bitter quarrel? y we do feel pleasure in hurting by the one we luv? y r we consoled by the one who made us cry? y do we love our loved one even when they hate us? Bcoz in life some defeats are always sweeter than victory.

Thats the kind of sentimental sap that I do not want to buy, but grudgingly admit to, anyway.