its been a long time since i last posted here ... not that it really matters but what matters is all that has gone on here .. of great significance as far as my personal life is concerned, but still all too distant to be penned down here. maybe i dont want to go up close. maybe i feel that at a distant level, i ama much better person. but everyday i get closer to the truth and come out of it, osciallting somewhere between what would be a complete self denial and a state of trying to figure out the unknown. while it certianly matters, what matters themost is that i do not let myself be completely led by speculative thoughts. at least one thing is certain and i am proud of it - i am a fairly consistent person. no flip floppinf for me please. and while my earlier self belief that i could cope with uncertainty with great ease is shaken, its not yet shattered. in fact, i just try to prove myslef right each time round. which brings me to the topic of the blog. Truth. funny that i write it down on the day of martyrdom of the man who championed the cause of truth. but then, i think its also a great tribute to Him.
its only the truth that can inspire confidence, its only the truth that sets you free ! none but ourselves can throw out the chains of mental slavery (Bob Marley in Redemption Song) and to do that, u need truth. true there are many laers to truth and as you move down each layer, the pure and simple truth loses its purity and becomes increasingly complex. but what you do know for sure is something that cannot be altered, sliced, destroyed. and it takes a really brave man to follow the path of truth.
cant really say how i would rank on a scale of 1 to 10, in decimals probably, but at leats i now can say that i have reached a stage where i am free. finally. its one of the things that coming to a B school has given me. i overcame the greatest fear that i had. what i hadnt bargained for was to ontinuously fight a fear. and yet today, i continue to be true to myself. true to everyone else. yes, there are overtones of "the salesman doesnt want to sell.." but all in all, i am free because there wasnt even an iota of falsehood in what i did, or what i continue to do thereafter or what i was before that. for me now, freedom isnt being able to do whatever you feel like. its being able to think of doing that outrageous thing and saying it out aloud. and while the others doubt / ridicule / oppose you have already won. "sach ki rah pe chalke aur bhi oonche ho jate hain"
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