Truth, a bitter one when we taste it, but a sweeter and
authentic one when we speak it. We stand by our truth even if it leads to
altercation. We don’t care. All we care that, we can’t loose from here. We have
only valid point to stand by our truth is “that is our truth”. But is it really “the truth”? Did we ever try
to figure out what happened in back ground?If yes, then was our imagination, totally same as that of original one? It might be or might not be. But we rename our imagination as “The truth”, perhaps the only truth and we stand by it, no matter what we are, and with whom we fight, but we fight. This is what I love about human race. They want to fight, but they too need a cause to fight.It doesn’t mean that cause would be a valid one but should be a valid one for them. Am telling you a short story
There were three friends, shakib, dillip and chetty by name
who were sharing a room and preparing for their respective examinations. It was a drizzling evening and chetty was out
to market for regular household requirements. At that time they two were in the
room and was discussing about something, and then Dillip came up with a
suggestion that, ” We should share the common household work within ourselves
as a result chetty will get more time to work on his studies”. At first Shakib
answered with a dimmed yes but after few minutes he came up with a question.
“Why you think that he is getting less time to study”? Then Dillip replied, “Because I saw him doing
our stuffs all the time”. Then Shakib asked, “What you noticed that he was doing
always? Dillip replied,” I saw him filling up the filter which we could do, I
saw him doing marketing for us what we could do, I saw him boiling water what
we could do? Then Shakib replied, “But I have also done the same many times
before, why didn’t u speak then”? Then Dillip replied these are small household
work which we should do”. Then Shakib told “when he does anything, they are not
small works, but when I do these, they are small. How absurd this is”? And after
a breathe they both understood that, they have ended up nowhere and immediately
stopped the discussion.
Now you say who was speaking the truth? Was it Dillip? Who
argued that “Chetty is an altruist”. How he can be true? This might be his
interpretation? His imagination and this is how he saw the things. But he
fought so long only believing that, “What he thinks is true”. Was it Shakib who
was true? This may not be right either? He might not be doing as much as work
what Chetty used to do. This is his interpretation that he is doing as much
work what Chetty used to do. This is how he saw things. This is how he had
imagined and believed, there is no connection of his imagination with absolute
truth. And there are many options more
as far as mathematics allows you.
So my pal, this is how truth goes, with our interpretation,
with our logic. What is absolute truth for us may be an absolute false for others.
But just for our interpretation which we think is right, we are ready to ponder
over it.
So here we are now, fought throughout our life by believing
what we believe is right. But my pal, there is nothing concrete that you can
call it “the truth”. Even science changes and you know it. Don’t you? Truth has
its own shades what we have never touched, never seen, and never known too.
Everything what we believe may be build with false adobe. So friends, be ductile
if you want to live between the amalgams of truth and false. This is life and
what I told might not be the truth, as this my perception and my interpretation
N.B:By saying there is no absolute truth what i mean is there is no absolute truth for which we can fight. not that someone ll finish eating and ll say look " I ate and this is the absolute truth". Pal this is an absolute truth but not that truth for which we can fight. I hope i am clear now
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