Am Learning To Cry

Tears are a man's birthright. the first expression of sign of life when the baby is trying to breathe and the oxygen is burning a hole in his lungs. Its a sweet pain. The baby's thirsty for one more breath and each time it causes him more pain. What finds expression is the first human emotion a shrieking cry. It may be music to the mother's ears and relief to the nurse but the ecstacy of freedom from the first human emotion is etched eternally in the newborn's life. Yet as we grow up the very same simplest solution to a mental stress- just crying out loud, is masked by a social evil named ego! Ego might be the realisation of self but what price are we paying? in realising and understanding who we really are, recognising our positives and negatives, attaining our identity, we get lost within ourselves. When this life poses too many indomitable questions and you just feel like bursting into tears, you look around, you colleage is watching you. So is that receptionist and that small boy who brings in your bag from the car and gets you cofee at eleven in the morning. Can you cry in front of these people even though thats the only way your gonna feel better. You supress and one day before you know it the doctor is readind from a chart that you have a stress induced hypertension and a minor block but its nothing to worry about, medicine has advanced a lot! Where have we come trying to save our faces? distancing ourselves from the so called loved one? Boarding a metro just like every other thousands of men, working like slaves, skipping food and rest at times, smiling at your boss even if you feel like breaking his neck. earning fat paychecks! i have no time to stand and stare! i have no time to laugh and even to cry! Am i really happy in my life? thats a question we all have to answer! bit do we have the time ???!!!!!!