was taking ma cousins studies the other day! she was muggin up this poem tat went "Crying only a little bit is no use. You must cry until your pillow is soaked! Then you can get up and laugh. Then you can jump in the shower and splash-splash-splash! Then you can throw open your window and, “Ha ha! ha ha!” And if the people say, “Hey, what’s going on up there?” “Ha ha!” sing back, “Happiness was hiding in the last tear! I wept it! Ha ha!”!!" when i first heard it, i wondered which crazy person wud think of putting a poem like tat in the 5th std text book! thinkin over it now.. it feels right! we speak of controlling emotions, of holding them, holding ourselves, but its more impt to let go sometimes! rightly to cry out til ur pillow is soaked! to sob n yell and to scream like hell.. to pray, to curse, to get it all out of u! we bottle up feelings, till either some day the explode, or lose context. but they stil remain within, cos we keep holdin on to them! tears are not a sign ...