Lies are like credit card expenses
Lately, I've found myself pondering a recurring question: "Why do people lie?" This contemplation brings to mind the wisdom shared by my eighth-grade teacher, Thangaswamy Ayya. He painted lies as entities with a life of their own, evolving and proliferating with each retelling. Ayya likened them to a familial network, wherein second-generation lies are intricately linked to their predecessors. When one is exposed, the rest rally to its defence, attacking the character of the one who initiated the falsehood. Ayya's analogy drew a vivid parallel between lies and a pig farm. As lies grow, they generate noise, pollute their surroundings, and emit an unbearable stench. Similarly, lies corrode the inner essence of a person, causing a putrid odour to permeate their being. In contrast, truth, much like a positron, radiates light in all directions, illuminating even the darkest recesses of life. While individuals may be tempted to conceal certain aspects of their lives for a s...