My Experience with Truth

I have had alarming experiences, in many aspects of life, with my growth in age and growing needs. But my experience with truth has a special place because it was compromising with the situation, despite having respect for morality. I have regrets for me revealing the facts that I have compelled myself many times to get the favour from virtual truth, in fact, the untruth.

I have followed the concept of flexibility according to convenience to fit into the so-called congenial atmosphere to abstain from falling into oblivion. Perhaps this concept is true for every field of work. Even path showing, knowledge imparting education system is not spared. That system of education which started in childhood at home has always emphasized following the right path of truth for happiness and generosity for society.

I am in my sixties but still remember the truth of the time when I was taught to understand and speak the language with my childish, entertaining, and joy-giving smile and imitating styles. I learned a lot depending on my retaining mental ability. Everything I interacted with and encountered during that time appeared to be true to me. The story of tortoise and rabbit was lesson-giving. The fairy tales and stars in the sky attracted me the most. I always waited for the magic to happen anywhere. Every day I got truth in various forms but the most valuable truth was my mother, always with me, forever for me. I still remember the day when I was sent to school to start earning certificates to be eligible to serve the country, my mother was with me in my comfort zone.

In my early days at school, my fabrication of the truth of home education started getting modified and I tried to adjust to a new environment. My mother waiting for me at the door and preparing my favourite dishes was my shadow on those difficult days. At last, I understood that all religions have the same principles for truth but for survival it was changed by us for situational practicability.

I have learned a lot from my mother’s views. Later both in student life and service life, I found two faces of truth, one hiding the other for benefit. Both appeared to be essential in day-to-day problems and dealings. Alas! the real truth got less volume in time and space. I could easily recognize victims of real truth followers, having a place in a dilapidated corner of the building, holding the high flag of satisfaction and peace. A ray of hope that truth always prevails in every situation, was witnessed many times with such victims. When one day any pious man noticed and recognized their values and importance then they were rescued and got the relevant status.

I have no hesitation in accepting that I have seen the flourishing candidates in all walks of life having upper hands due to their positions and relationships with men made extraordinary VIPs and following immoral, unlawful and unacceptable practices. But in the end real, defined, truth prevailed and the sufferer smiled. Those places where joy-giving sounds of untruth were entertained by masters and family members, ultimately succumbed to their truth and got ruined by the powerful time. There is a delay in his ( almighty ) house but injustice is intolerable. God’s mill grinds slowly but surely.

I have in my memory many examples of rising and falling in a single generation both in student and service lives. Such situations prevailed in past, are prevailing in present and will continue in the future also. I may give many examples from my experiences where truth ultimately won.

I, since my childhood, have been inspired by the story of a fairy tale- cinderella and always waited for such an incident to happen in respect of truth for its spread and acceptance the world over, for peace, love and sustainability.

I know the truth always prevails, I am sure it will always remain. It is in nature’s law of survival of the fittest. It is in the universe for the origin and existence of life on earth. It is in my thoughts. It is a string of untrue events being followed in all fields to excel and it breaks to expose as an eye opener for access to truth.

Truth is as important as breathing.
Truth is the worship of God. Truth hides but never sinks. Truth is a tool to distinguish between love and sorrow. Truth has to prevail for all. Truth is an individual’s habit. I have never searched for truth in fair weather friends and relatives. I am indebted to my mother for truth and its necessity. I am continuing to be with her in memory and experience.

The real truth may never change with technological advancements. Truth is a true inspiring tool to bring heaven on earth.

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