The Veil of Lies is thin!


There is a season for everything that happens to us, as there is a reason for everything that we do. There is also a timing for every revelation that happens.

The truth has a timing for its validation as well, just as the lie has a moment for its refutation.

Lies look like lilies from afar but the moment you come closer they are no more than a mirage of thorns.  No amount of effort can hide the truth for long and no amount of dismissal can hold the lies forever. Fringe benefits of choosing a lie over truth don’t last long just as the veil of lies has to come off sooner or later. 

You, Me, All of Us strive all our lives to be our own idols and be remembered for the good deeds that we haven’t even done.

We sugarcoat our personalities, mould our wordings, mask our intentions, shroud our wrongdoings…

…what for…just a portion of worldly benefits…just for some loose change of admiration. What you are and who you are is a story written in stone. How ironic that we try to twist the reality and attempt to control the fate of the ones around us with a bunch of lies. No matter how desperately you try to succeed, how eagerly you try to prove yourself, you have no right to discredit any one and demerit any soul with the perceptions of your false fabricated realities.

We all, in our lifetimes are going to have our fair share of hard-earned  and heart-felt truths.

The lie will befriend you in its trap, but the truth will set you free. Every lie someday must surrender to its counterpart; a truth. So, if you are among the ones spreading lies; beware, the world of lies is a short-lived joy and an embarrassment forever. But, if you are among the fortunate ones, who are being lied about, rejoice, that the bliss of truth will vindicate your past troubles.

The world is a global village for a lie. It soon and ultimately reaches the liar and the victim both; exposing one and liberating the other.

Be glad that you are on the other side of the fence, where although the view is not that pleasing, but it is real. Where the thin veil of lies has come from the face of life.

Now, the direction will be clearer, and decisions will be crisper.

Just BE.

If you want to paint, write, fly, hike…… just do it. People will scare you of the consequences of chasing your dreams. The consequences of getting out there and do your thing. The consequences of being out there, barefooted, in the world of harsh verdicts. People criticize, and they will do it…always.

They criticize the doers the most.

So, BE what you wish to be. BE what you feel to be in your bones. BEing is sometimes scary, because you do not know what the reaction of the world around you will be. What the perception of the near and dear ones around you will be.

People might come at you like an erupting volcano. Or they might come to you like ardent fans.

What to do if they come at you criticizing. But what if they come to you with words of praise and gleam of admiration. This is too cherished a dream to give up BEing. The shards of judgement might hurt you. But not BEing what you are meant to be will hurt your own self.

So, be that blogger, that photographer, that performer. Because opinions are  not meant to be taken to your heart. The best answer to them is having that delight in doing and the joy in being.

When you do and be what is cherished by the heart and prized by the soul, opinions don’t matter.

So, Just BE.

The Other Side of a Friends’ Meetup

Image: Rohani Kristen

Every meetup where a group of friends get together is filled with laughter and joy. Time flies when you are with your school, college or university buddies. You discuss events, people, places and what not. You realize how silly you were to worry over petty issues and how non-serious you were about life’s realities.

Every memory is a joy to recall now.

That school canteen, that bunk with college friends, that rainy day in university; every pleasure is a treasure now. That workload, that pressure of the looming deadlines, that fear of the exam result; every pain seems a delight now.

The years are measured in laughs. The distance of decades is covered in seconds with smiles.

The past seems amazingly beautiful. When you are with your clan, you forget the world. Heart aches for a little more time to spend in this company. But, like everything else, this also comes to an end. Greetings are exchanged. Goodbyes are often replaced with the commitment of another meetup if and when life allows. One by one, everyone bids farewell.

Then comes the sad part of the meetup…the utter sorrow of leaving this part of life until next time.

The beloved chapter of life closes for one more time.

The heart beholds the memories which cannot be shared with anyone else, except these crazies we call friends. Each of them must go back to their lives, away from this bond of friendship. Back to a wife or husband, kids, a job, parents; where everyone and everything needs a dedicated commitment. This seldom lets you spare time for a frequent friends’ meetup. This shared world of memories must be left there and then. The remorse is overwhelming. But that exactly how life is.

That is the real other side of a friends’ meetup.