My experiments with truth!
“ I have nothing new to teach the world. Truth and non-violence are as old as the hills”
- Mahatma Gandhi
"It’s not always easy to 100% follow the path of truth"
- Mamta Naidu
And here's why.......
I read Mahatma Gandhi autobiography a couple of months ago and as an afteraffect I’ve decided not to lie.
If you ask me 95% of the time I managed to tell the truth and 5% of the time it’s just not in my control.
Whenever I spoke the truth I realized I got myself into deep-croc-shit.
If I have to graphically represent my predicaments, this is how it looks:
For instance: I was supposed to attend this cool herpetology workshop….
Now my mom calls me almost everyday to find out when I plan to marry. In due course she will also enquire about my whereabouts, what I ate, how I ate, where I ate, what time I ate etc….
If I told her “I’m going to attend a herpetology workshop and I will be out of reach for sometime and pro’lly return married to a curator,” she will-without question-scream nahiiiiiin and become unconscious.
Perhaps my mom will end up thinking, all her poojas, fasting unto daughters marriage, visits to various temples is impacting me negatively. Therefore, she will visit several astrologers and request them to align all the planets, satellites and other confusing cosmic stuff, one after the other so I become sane.
If I don’t tell her the truth I’m not following 'the path of truth." Now you tell me what I got to do?
Note- In this case I partially told mom the truth and asked God for forgiveness. I told mom that I’m going to visit a zoo in Chennai to see some weird looking Turtles they recently imported. I also requested her not to tell dad about this.
Another instance:
If I asked my manager, I needed a day off for I have to go birdwatching; my manager will say “would you mind if I placed you on hold for a couple of minutes” and he will disappear. While I’m waiting on the phone, my manager in the background will gaffaw his ass off rolling on the floor, then wipe his eyes and come back online and say “ my production is getting impacted, blah blah %*^*&*@#$%^!@#$!@#$% and blah, I can’t grant you leave.”
If I said ‘cough cough mana-cough-ger, I’m unwell I can’t come to work tomorrow please, please,’ he will say "no problem, take good rest and get well soon."
Hell, it works!
Manager if you are reading this I’m not serious ok?
Note- When I went to the herpetology workshop, I told my manager the truth and I literally fell on his feet to grant me leaves. I almost made him cry, eventually he granted me leaves in spite of some challenges. So sweet of him no...
So, now I’m in a quandary whether to speak the truth all the time and accept the shit that comes along as a consolation or lie whenever necessary-which is all the time sometimes- and lead a smooth and problem free life.
I guess I’ll toss a coin!!!!
- Mahatma Gandhi
"It’s not always easy to 100% follow the path of truth"
- Mamta Naidu
And here's why.......
I read Mahatma Gandhi autobiography a couple of months ago and as an afteraffect I’ve decided not to lie.
If you ask me 95% of the time I managed to tell the truth and 5% of the time it’s just not in my control.
Whenever I spoke the truth I realized I got myself into deep-croc-shit.
If I have to graphically represent my predicaments, this is how it looks:
For instance: I was supposed to attend this cool herpetology workshop….
Now my mom calls me almost everyday to find out when I plan to marry. In due course she will also enquire about my whereabouts, what I ate, how I ate, where I ate, what time I ate etc….
If I told her “I’m going to attend a herpetology workshop and I will be out of reach for sometime and pro’lly return married to a curator,” she will-without question-scream nahiiiiiin and become unconscious.
Perhaps my mom will end up thinking, all her poojas, fasting unto daughters marriage, visits to various temples is impacting me negatively. Therefore, she will visit several astrologers and request them to align all the planets, satellites and other confusing cosmic stuff, one after the other so I become sane.
If I don’t tell her the truth I’m not following 'the path of truth." Now you tell me what I got to do?
Note- In this case I partially told mom the truth and asked God for forgiveness. I told mom that I’m going to visit a zoo in Chennai to see some weird looking Turtles they recently imported. I also requested her not to tell dad about this.
Another instance:
If I asked my manager, I needed a day off for I have to go birdwatching; my manager will say “would you mind if I placed you on hold for a couple of minutes” and he will disappear. While I’m waiting on the phone, my manager in the background will gaffaw his ass off rolling on the floor, then wipe his eyes and come back online and say “ my production is getting impacted, blah blah %*^*&*@#$%^!@#$!@#$% and blah, I can’t grant you leave.”
If I said ‘cough cough mana-cough-ger, I’m unwell I can’t come to work tomorrow please, please,’ he will say "no problem, take good rest and get well soon."
Hell, it works!
Manager if you are reading this I’m not serious ok?
Note- When I went to the herpetology workshop, I told my manager the truth and I literally fell on his feet to grant me leaves. I almost made him cry, eventually he granted me leaves in spite of some challenges. So sweet of him no...
So, now I’m in a quandary whether to speak the truth all the time and accept the shit that comes along as a consolation or lie whenever necessary-which is all the time sometimes- and lead a smooth and problem free life.
I guess I’ll toss a coin!!!!