Just wanna to share...SOB n CRY

Just an insight from me.

I never believe in crying. Crying will only allow for weakness in oneself, the very act of surrendering and acquiescing to whatever the circumstances one is in. Speaking of which, I think that crying will allow for irrationality to subdue whatever vestige of cerebral logicality. Crying rarely helps in any situation, instead, it will worsen it.

Crying means the unleashing of all emotions, the breakdown of the fundamental of one's inner thoughts, the collapse of human's normacy.

To control crying is hard, yet it is imperative, simply for a reason that one cannot cry a problem away. At the end of the day, the problem still needs to be solved. Crying only creates a temporary haven for the "escaped". Simply put, it offers a shell for the tortoise to seek refuge in.

Sobbing however is controlled. The reluctance to succumb to the torment. The rationality to prop one up in times of depression. To allow the individual to assess clearly the plight he/she is in. Everyone should sob, not cry. To ease our emotional tension and to allow for a temporary relief of pressure. Yet maintaining our composure and objectivity.

Once awhile, I do sob when I engage myself in a movie. Titantic, a block-buster of the yester-year, offers a look at humanity. I sob not for Kate and Leo, but for the many other characters. Like the three musicians, they played on in peace, as if hoping that the time will stop and all transfixed to listen to them. Then there is the old couple, who fulfiled their oath to each other "till death do we part". Captain Smith, once a proud steersman, a leader and of course Captain of the Titanic, wandered aimlessly around the broken ship. I also cannot forget the scene when this Arab family rushing around frantically looking for an exit with the father franatically flipping through a translation book. All these speaks truth of human. The vulnerability and fragileness of LIFE itself. It can't but bring a tear to me.

But I don't cry at the cruelty of life, the very realization and brunt truth that I may die any moment. Instead I live it to the full. Cliche you say? Say say only? Maybe? Si meh? I have no qualms about such things. Every day I breathe, is a day earned.

曾经何时骄阳现，
日夕交错视已厌。
谁人奈河对眼见.
方时怦晤无言天。