I’m sure we all have heard this manly phrase so many times in life. Ever wondered and questioned the people who coined the phrase, "One who cries is not a man!" Isn’t that so simple? Well, I would prefer to look beyond the strange simplicity of this socially embedded myth. Do men really don’t cry?

Looking around, the answer will laugh at the question - Of course not! On one side I see the girl, who made the dewy drop her companion through every phase of her life. On the other I see the boy, whose eyes never dropped a tear since the first hair on his chin. But why? Isn’t a man sad? He is, then why doesn’t he cry? Isn’t he happy? He is, then why doesn’t he cry? Isn’t he hurt? He is, then why doesn’t he cry? Or does he cry? Are we sure? If not then why?

Well, I wonder if anyone gave any marks to my answers. Men may be tough but not their hearts. Men may be cold but not their emotions. And they need not worry about being ugly, they are anyways not as admirable as women! And lets leave the availability of tears on science.

Whatever be the reason, we all know its a fact that men don’t tend to cry. Diverting away from the philosophical angle, the science has all its reasons to support this male tendency, with a foreword that men are as tough and emotionless as women. Coinciding with the practical angle, maybe men feel that tears don’t solve their miseries. Considering the chauvinistic angle, maybe men feel that tears only suit the softer cheeks and men are never soft is what they feel. Looking from my angle, I feel all said above may or may not be right but a man doesn’t cry because he fears from losing his might. ’One who cries is not a man’ and he doesn’t cry to be ’that man’.

Men do cry. Thats what I believe. I believe that because I do cry! Given a choice I will always prefer to sweat against the tides of life, rather than drowning in the ocean of my tears. But only if given a choice! Will someone give me a choice when I lose my dear ones? Do I think of anything else when I bend on my knees eyeing the setting sun, the sun, which never seems to rise again? I do cry, may not to the world, not even to my friends, but to myself.

However dull the dusk maybe, a man’s face will be as bright as any dawn, holding all the clouds of grief deep inside his heart. And of course, its not just grief that makes the eyes of a man dewy. Whether its a proud father watching his kid get a prize, or its an elated Andre Agassi winning a Wimbledon title, the drops are too innocent to understand emotions. The drops can never be dry, so can’t be any man, and thats why, Men do cry!

Now that I’m more clear on this yet another myth, which has been proved to be wrong, and being a member of this suppressed ’man’kind, I feel like asking this society - Why don’t you let men cry? Why do you expect men to shield this weak belief? Why this gender discrimination for such transparent dewy drops? Why kill so many men by failure of their heavy hearts? Hearing what I want to hear, yet again I wonder. What if men start crying like women? Gosh! Then who stops them from crying? Aah, maybe I got the answer.