“Folk songs are evasive – the truth about life, and life is more or less a lie, but then again that’s exactly the way we want it to be. We wouldn’t be comfortable with it any other way”.
That statement has an immediate ring of truth even though the relevant references to context evade me. The truth about ourselves that we conveniently overlook and the truth about ourselves that we justify to ourselves under the pretext of ‘that’s the way I am’ escape clause.
Can one be honest at all points of time? Should one be honest at all points of time? The questions seem naïve and reek of ignorance.
I guess that’s the task for a Machiavelli or Mahatma Gandhi. The task for you and me, like my father would put it is to seek the truth. Once one sees and acknowledges it then perhaps the naïve and ignorant questions would have crystal clear answers.
Annica. Annica.
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and sometimes the truth may stare right in one's face and one chooses to ignore it simply because it's easier that way... although more importantly there can be versions of the truth... some false like half truths... and yet I believe in our gut we know... if not the whole truth then at least the truth about ourselves... our actions and our reasons.
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