Liar

Lie? 

I found out on Wikipedia that there are at least 28 types. Some good, some bad, some are necessarily evil, lies come in all shapes and sizes. Some affect your conscience and others affect the outcome of a situation.

Sometimes you cannot make do without a lie, ask generals of an army how deception is important, and then there are innocuous lies a mother tells about monsters just to make sure a baby quickly goes to sleep. Lies could be hurtful as well, as a lover who has been lied to, you will get a full dose of that. And then again there are noble lies in advertisements which make you feel better and forget about the problems.

Liars are everywhere, in fact almost all of us lie, at one point or another. Some do more than others, some fabricate their entire lives, others just enough to not let out the truth. Some lie to save others while others lie to save themselves. Depending upon the conscience of the liar and the lied to, the consequences of the lie is determined. Sometimes the most innocent lie backfires and causes major disputes, and then there are some bland lies which forges alliances among belligerents in seemingly impossible scenes.

It has been a part of humanity ever since our conception, ever since we tricked predators into seeming weak and springing them into prehistoric traps of tar. Not just humans, a good number of animals lie as well, quite justifying the necessity of a lie. But we humans lie far often than not than our animal friends, so much that it seems like that natural evolution has triggered this mechanism to ensure our complexity and 

Although most of us belong to some faith (No offense to atheists, they can justify themselves upon their morality) which say in unison that we should not lie, yet the history has been full of liars, even the most religious zealots have lied at one point or another, and i do not question that. History and religion have been quick to deem them wrong and faithless and as a general rule, has decreed that lying is a sin. But yet i believe that the intent, conscience and context matter the most, if it is a matter of survival, lying might be an absolute necessity, but then if the ones survival causes unsettling of others, that lie is wrong and unjustified. 

Sadly in this world, its easy to loose the line of distinction among the survival of one and the unsettling of others, as so much is entwined among individuals, that one lie not affecting anyone ever is almost next to impossible.

Most faiths have devices around this paradox, they came up with confessions (Not just the catholic notion, but the concept in its entirety). Generally confession is seen as the act of "Sacrament through penance". Confession to a priest, a deity, an altar and what not, a way to get acquitted for all the non ethical doing and violation. And i am not against the concept, as long as it is associated with a conscience and penance, but more often than not, it turns out to be an act of cowardice, not able to stand the consequences of the lies and trying to get away with an anonymous act done under the shroud of a veil. Why so? Because we are too human to judge the cost of a lie, we see world through a narrow point of oneself and to estimate the cost of a lie would require omniscience only god could offer.

The most important concept about a lie and its consequence is the stark realisation of the gravity of the act. A single lie can be the undoing a lifetime of truth and conversely sometimes a single truth can be the atonement for a life of lies. I don't know whether we are judged for our acts after a life or if there is something called afterlife at all, yet i believe at least our deeds affect this world we live in, in ways beyond our comprehension.

In the end it is all narrowed down to the concept of being right or wrong to yourself, and the world that surrounds you, its just a matter of point of view. I do not know whether to judge it or not, what to follow and what not to, i am a confused human being who knows his limitations of comprehension of how this world works, who is scientist and analytic in understanding this world and yet has faith in concept of god.

I know i am a liar, but question is, am i wrong? I leave the judgement upon the god and his instruments ( the world around me).

~People do bad things in their lives. And those sort of things are forgivable. That's half the point of having confession - you need to be able to fess up to what you've done.~

The Minstrel Boy

The romance of bravery, patriotism and sacrifice forever immortalized in this poem, this song has been a motivation for me ever since i was 12 years old when i read it first. Just feel the words, imagine the pride of a young warrior who defiantly fought against overwhelming odds and even though he never came back from the fight, he brought his kinsmen a morale which finally brought victory and peace.

The minstrel boy to the war is gone,

In the ranks of death you'll find him,
His father's sword he has girded on,
And his wild harp slung behind him,
"Land of Song!" said the warrior bard,
"Though all the world betrays thee,
One sword, at least, thy rights shall guard,
One faithful harp shall praise thee!"

The Minstrel fell! But the foeman's chain,
Could not bring his proud soul under,
The harp he loved ne'er spoke again,
For he tore its chords asunder,
And said "No chains shall sully thee,
Thou soul of love and bravery!
Thy songs were made for the pure and free
They shall never sound in slavery!"

~Thomas Moore~

Life is a gift

Today before you think of saying an unkind word -Think of someone who can't speak.

Before you complain about the taste of your food -Think of someone who has nothing to eat.

Before you complain about your friend -Think of someone who's crying out to God for a companion.

Today before you complain about life - Think of someone who went too early to heaven.

Before you argue about your dirty house, someone didn't clean or sweep -Think of the people who are living in the streets.

Before whining about the distance you drive - Think of someone who walks the same distance with their feet.

And when you are tired and complain about your job -Think of the unemployed, the disabled and those who wished they had your job.

But before you think of pointing the finger or condemning another -Remember that not one of us are without sin and we all answer to one maker.

And when depressing thoughts seem to get you down -Put a smile on your face and Thank God you're alive and still around.

~Life is a gift, Live it, Enjoy it, Celebrate it and fulfill it.~

An Uneasy Silence

The storm is past, all the dust has settled down, a strange silence shrouds everything around me, a silence which unsettles me, i could hear my heart beating down under. I am not used to silence, put me in storms and i'll survive, for i have lived through hailstorms of fire and metal, prayed, pained and scarred yet very much alive. Your mind does not allow you to think upon wounds you sustain while in such tempests, you are automated, your responses hardwired from your instincts and your adrenaline. And yet when the rush is gone, that moment when your mind takes over, all that unbearable withdrawal, when every wound screams out in agony. Matters not if healed long back or not, they are fresh in mind. Deep down i am scared of what comes afterwards, an overwhelming feeling of surviving through, all those regretful moments when you could have tried to help your comrades and when you were trying to stay alive. All those moments when you part ways with your companions and become strangers again. That bond which you make in those trying times are hard to break, but somewhere you know it won't last and so you suppress yourself and try to appear rash and tough. All because you know you don't want to get attached to those who won't last. But all this passivity can't help. I just wish it rains and gives my ears to listen to something. Silence kills me...

~For a soldier I listed, to grow great in fame, And be shot at for sixpence a day.~

Faithless

Been a while that i posted anything, been distracted and drawn into millions of things, which have yet been insignificant to the ultimate goal of my life.

I am constantly worried about "what if what i have been doing is worthless?". This question, this constant evaluation is so drawing that i tend to forget that i have been constantly ignoring how i have been doing.

I often preach about how journey is more important than destination, and yet in the end even i am worried about the end. Not that it matters though, its just been the starting and things can always change. And change they will.

Sometimes i wonder which way i am leading myself into, but then again, there is this realization than i am here just to follow instructions of a higher entity, and so i do... Follow the path lead by the guiding light, and you will find salvation... I hope my faith is true...