Old men and their iron horses. Photo by Doris Lim “Ah Kit hasn’t been his normal jovial self of late. Doc, I think he’s melancholy, depressed. Worried and withdrawn. He overeats, has stopped exercising and seemed to be nursing an invisible wound.” I blurted out. “Seriously, Doc. Why do men become like that? I don’t think it’s something that I’ve done, or didn’t do, say or didn’t say. He imagines things and is slighted over the littlest perceived snub. I really don’t know what’s wrong with him,” I threw my hands in the air. Totally exasperated. “He refused to talk to me. His silence is deafening. In fact, the kids would say, he has unfriend you, “I complained loudly to Dr Ava. My GP struggled to supress a giggle at Ah Kit’s childish behaviour. “Dee,” she began calmly as always, pausing for effect, “just because men don’t have periods, doesn’t mean they don’t feel all the touchy feely things that we women do.” “They do? Doc, do you mean they cry inside tears?” That sounded t...