a friend once told me, that a relationship can make you realise the worst part of yourself. this is so true. as humans, we tend to remember negativities almost forever, but look toward the positivities only for a moment. We tend to regard our actions as the most righteous and appropriate, and others' as ignorant and unnecessary.

Anyone is capable of turning something from black to white, and vice versa. There will never be an absoulte balance of yin and yang, just like how much time we spend with our family and how much time we spend at work. Certain things belong to a definite category, but sometimes I also make the mistake of attempting to justify my wrong-doings through irrational reasoning.

A lot of times, we only hold on to the filthy scenes of everyday life. If someone sleeps around, he or she must be indecent and an outright slut (or maniac). If someone steals, he is assumed to have not been brought up properly and deserve to be whacked by the authorities, no matter the reason behind such criminal actions.

What if we look through another scope of perspective, and ponder over a single word - "Why?'.
Is he just craving to satisfy his lusts for the female anatomy or is she feeling unloved in a world of deception? Does the little boy have enough bread on the table at home or is that merely a desperate streak to get what he needs?

A lie is a lie, no doubt about it, be it a white or grey lie. I found myself repeatedly posing this question to myself: can anyone ever justify a lie? people lie for many reasons, but there is one thing in common - they don't want to let people know their true self, their true intentions. To some extent, I agree it's a bit cunning and hurtful.

My grandmother was diagnosed with throat cancer. Few days later, my 33 year-old auntie had passed away, 1 week after the doctor diagnosed her with lung cancer. 1 week later, a distant relative of our family passed away of old age. My uncles decided to hide these bad news from my grandmother, in fear it would aggravate her condition. They didn't even want to bring her to the funerals. Be it hiding the truth or telling something that is not, that is a lie to me. Can we blame those who lie to avoid hurting their loved ones?

In the end, they related the news to my grandmother. A few months later, she passed on. 3 deaths within a year in the family. perhaps, the news did not directly contribute to her passing, but it is impossible to be sure that it did not affect her well-being.

Because we know what will happen and we seek to circumvent what will hurt everyone, we do not speak the truth all the time. We don't blame the party being lied to, we just want to remain in our comfort zone.