“Naked Glory” Strange are the ways of people, weird are their tenets, silly, they look with the mask made for their social appearances. The contours of our social structure have such strict framework that the freedom of your soul is compromised and with time an independent persona starts suffocating. One day, he asks to himself bamboozled, “Is it really needed to always have that serious look when you sit in a business meeting”, “does it really hurt the direction of the thoughts of the other people involved if I crack a mild joke in the midst of a serious conversation so as to ease the environment?”, “why the mere mentioning of sex and/or death in general public make them raise a brow?" “Why can’t a rich person greet with a pleasing smile on his face when he confronts that poor lift man?" and "why questioning their ways, is such an egregious folly?” The societies bristled with stagnated beliefs and rusted traditions have been raising the poison of hypo...