Mahatma Gandhi Said that the power of truth can overpower anything. I clearly don’t what he meant when he said that. I mean, I don’t whether it has power or not. But there is one thing to which I am certain of that telling the truth will give you a relief. Every time I have lied or hide something, my mind has become disturbed. Each time a voice came up in my hand which starts to say that you should tell the truth. As the magnitude of the lie increase the voice in my head also increase as well.
At those moments I always thought what will happen if they (to which I am lying) will find out about the truth. What will he/she think about me or what will I say after. But none of them concerned me since the lie wasn’t that bad.
There was a time when I needed some money. My friends was going to a party and I also want to go there as well. But the problem was the ticket for that party and the cost of after dinner was too large. The total expense which I calculated does not seem to be fit in my budget. Some how I managed all the money and told my friends that I will be coming as well.
As I got there we have to buy tickets that we did. We have some drinks, we danced and enjoyed a lot. Since keeping all the tabs of the expense wasn’t easy so we decided that one of us would pay the bill and we would pay him after that. After the party we went to dinner and after that I went to home. The night was ended and that was a great night to remember.
Then next I got a call from the friend who paid the bill he was asking for the money. I asked him “what is the amount that I have to pay”. I got shocked after hearing its answer. The amount which I have to pay was almost triple to what I have estimated. I told him that I don’t have enough money to which he said he need the money immediately.
When I see no other option, I stole the money from my father’s wallet. I thought that my father will not notice that amount and no body will know what I have done. On the same day I heard some noise from my father’s bedroom. My mother and father was fighting since my father thought that my mother took the money.
I thought that may be the thing would get better tomorrow. As I thought, tomorrow the things came back to normal but there was still some thing which was telling to spoke the truth. I don’t know how to explain that feeling. There was a voice in my head who was shouting that you should tell the truth.
After thinking about it a lot I decided that I will tell the truth. Later that night I went to my father’s bedroom and told him everything. After hearing that my father scolded me a lot. I started crying and my father sent me back to my room. That was a sad moment for me but I was feeling very happy to which I don’t know why. The next morning my father called me and told me that he was happy since I said the truth.
So my conclusion is just speak the truth and things will go better again.
This post is written for the IndiBlogger in association of Kinley. Watch their TVC from below and see the relief in truth.
Author information
