Ever wondered why babies are born crying?
Crying is often associated with sadness. At times it is even associated with a sense of relief. “Tears of happiness” is an oxymoron. But those who have experienced the pleasure of crying when happy will vouch for the fact that it is defintely a high.
Every human is born with the desire to be appreciated. The life cycle of a human baby begins with a cry. They then learn to smile, turn over, sit, crawl, walk and talk. Each milestone clearly memorable and highly cherished by parents and grandparents alike. Every accomplishment cheered, every achievement greeted with a tear in the eye. They learn to read, they learn to write, they recieve academic and artistic accolades , adolescence, young adults and then finally into adults.
Without encouragement and nurturing, none of these achievements would be worth achieving. So in short, our life is basically about teaching our children how to smile. It doesn’t come naturally like a cry does. It is a learned habit.
If this basic principle is followed, if people understood that life is to be lived one smile after another, then the world would be a much happier place. With great difficulty and hope kids are nurtured to grow into happy individuals. It is really a pity how short lived that happiness is for certain people at the hands of cruelty or rudeness of certain others.
When crying is the basic instinct, how can it be called weakness? Crying proves how at times, the only way to feel better is to let it all out. The relief that this act of crying brings about is immense. Life is complete when you can cry without fear into the shoulder of a friend with no fear of being judged or ridiculed. The power of tears should never be underestimated.
Even in love, the most powerful emotion, the worth of tears is at par with the joy it brings. The mere presence of someone brings you joy, and their absence leaves a tear. Both go hand in hand. In every case , attachment is the key to these tears. Like the child gets detached from the womb of its mother, and mourns its independence. The attachment deteriorates over time, until detachment sets in.
Detachment or the art of letting go. The power to withstand sadness. The ability to control the impact of hurt and pain. The ability to not give into the basic instinct of crying it out loud. But to keep it all in , in the name of maturity and appropriateness. How does one live a life of detachment? How does one attain that peaceful state? Is that what people refer to as achieving Salvation? In a way, that is an incredible achievement. But at what cost? At the cost of losing our compassion for life? Life then becomes, a breathing in and breathing out exercise.