Lie to Me



I checked my nose this morning… it wasn’t really longer than usual. More or less it has remained the same over the years *patting it quietly* I like it you know! It is a nice nose. A little funny. A little button like. But with tons of character! Been developing it over the last couple of decades. Why because after Mahatma Gandhi and his honesty is the best policy philosophy, it is me who has been carrying the beacon forward.

Okay not quite! *patting nose back in place… stay!*

What I will say is this – It is not like I abhor lying, just that I have never had much trouble sticking to the truth. There are no grand principles and expectations I have set about being honest. Just that I have never faced any situation which required lying! Remember the strange knack I have of staying out of trouble? Yeah! That… 

I spoke with a few people. They lie all the time they say! When lying doesn’t harm anyone or when lying is something that will make life easier for them AND the person being lied to. And then some nicer people also said that if lying will prevent the other person from hurt then they would do it. More often than not, it is so save their bums from trouble! And I don’t blame them. I will not judge them for lying. Although, I think I will have double standards and say that I do NOT appreciate being lied to. 

Why don’t I follow a similar philosophy as the people mentioned above? Well, either it is convenient to just tell the truth than invent something out of my hat, or just that I do not care if the person is getting anything out of it. The fact stays fact. And sometimes, if the person is important to me then I WILL tell the truth – however bitter. Because I think they’d rather I tell them than hearing about it from some other person. And this doesn’t mean I ALWAYS tell the truth – I just find it more convenient than lying most of the times. I can sleep nicely without needing to keep track of the lies I need to remember. 

I have done a mean thing too. I have often put people in a spot just to… test them? To see if they are lying or not. It is like I know they are lying, but I still mould the situation to see if they will get around to telling the truth. And it is self-destructive! My heart breaks when they don’t. And there is this one person – there is ALWAYS that one person right? – who invariably fails the test. He lies. I don’t think he has an idea that I know the truth. I don’t know if I will ever muster the courage to tell him that – so I guess I am living a lie there too…

And now I am depressed… So I will make my excuses now and take leave to tend to my nose. This is the weirdest SoCS I have written, almost confessional and come to think of it, inspired by one of Linda’s earlier posts. Today we are drawing inspiration from “stick” as Linda is gardening this week 🙂 Stop by and say hello!

Tell me your deepest darkest truths lies. What is your philosophy to maintain your nose’s (im)perfections