Prompt- Kitna chain hota hai na sachchai mein
Sometimes when telling the truth could get us into trouble, we tend to lie or omit details to avoid it. Although this seems like a great temporary solution, it weighs on our conscience. In a blog post, tell us about a time in your life where telling the truth was the right thing to do.
I have always sided with truth in all my life decisions- some tough, some not so tough. It was not because I needed to prove anything to anyone. It was only because truth is easy. Yes, sometimes it is uncomfortable and painful, but if you see the long term repercussions, truth is the only way to go. It also helps if you have a bad memory which I do. In case you’re telling a lie, you need to remember a lot of details. But in case of the truth, you just state the facts.
One time in my life when I decided to come clean and it helped me in the long run happened in college. I had a huge crush on this girl who happened to be my friend. Now, sometimes if you mess friendships up with love and suchlike emotions, the other person doesn’t appreciate it. It almost spells doomsday for your friendship too and that’s why most guys keep their emotions under covers.
I was one of those guys. I kept my feelings to myself and carried on with the day to day affairs. Life was great and our friendship was getting stronger. She had no hint that I had feelings for her and I did nothing to display my emotions for the fear of the unknown.
Then one day, I decided that I need to tell it to her just because I needed to know my chances. In my heart, I knew that she had no clue about my feelings and hadn’t thought about us being together in her wildest of dreams but I wanted to take no chances. There was a ‘what if she liked me back too’ there and I wanted that ‘what if’ to go away and that’s when I spilled the beans, told the truth. She was obviously taken aback and wondered how long I had been hiding those feelings. To her horror, I was infatuated with her since the very beginning and the revelation made things quite awkward between us.
She had no such feelings for me and we started growing apart due to my one-sided emotion as expected. I regretted telling her the truth but I knew I had to get it out of my system. It was the only healthy option to me. Days passed and one day she texted me telling me that she missed me. I told her that I missed her too. We joked about old days and old stupidities and started talking again.
The next day, we met and talked like nothing had happened. I took the rejection on my chin and wore it like a medal. I joked about it, she appreciated how I wasn’t cross with her. It turned out that her only fear was that I’d become weird once she turned me down. I couldn’t but smile at the absurd idea. I had no expectations from her. I had no ulterior motives. It was just something I needed to tell her and I wanted no acknowledgement. If she would have said that she liked me that way too, it would have been great but if that didn’t happen, it didn’t make me a grumpy ol’ fart. She was glad to know that I hadn’t changed.
It had been three years to that incident and our friendship has stood the test of time. We are still in touch, we love each other as friends and talk often. If anything, the truth-telling session made our relationship stronger and more honest. Since then, I have been a fan of the art of truth-telling and practise it often.