Still Thinking

I hate lies. Not just the ones that hurt me but lies...and i hate those ppl even more who say that they hate lying n yet lie all the time. If anyone of the people who r closest to me lies to me...i'll disown him/her. I'll kick that person out of my life. And what a kick it will be, you just wait and watch. I refuse to understand the rationale behind lying...and that wont even count as rationale i think. I dont care if they admit that they wre afraid or it was too cowardly of them. I dont care. No lies...period. I cant do it. I cant forgive a liar...i dont care if its only human or martian or alien. No lies. There is no place for Gandhians who donno shit bout Gandhi, there's no place for pseudo intellectuals with "convenient" ideologies. There is no place for learned animals in my life. There's nothing human about lying. Its cruel, and mean and full of false hope. And thats not true humanism.

 And i say this because i have lied and i know what it does to you and to the people closest to you.  Because i know what it is to go on believing a lie. Because i know how it shatters you and the people around you. Because i know that being lied to distorts your judgement and then you dont know what is real and whats not. Because i know that to cover a lie you have to lie again and again and again until it is regarded as the truth by a lot of people. Because it is so full of pretense, so fake, so fake. 

So truth is it. The truth, the one that hurts but sets you free. The truth thats not delayed. The one thats the only truth the one that cant be challenged the truth that thinks of the future far ahead, the one thats not shallow, or mean. The truth that is kind enough to care about your future thats kind enough to eventually set you free.