Lesson 8: The True Lie

They did not meet for two weeks. They did not talk over the phone.
After few more days one of his friends told that she left the job before two weeks, and left Bangalore.
He could not believe the news.
He felt anger.
He felt like betrayed.
He felt ugly.
How could she just get disappeared like that?
Even without saying a word?
He tried with different combination of puzzle blocks.
Nothing seemed to be fitting the board.
He took the phone and deleted her number, then all her messages.
Many more days, many more nights…
Somebody told him about her husband, a husband for more than three years.

He felt funny, then empty, then null, then void and then absolutely nothing.

He felt like writing a poem after thinking in Tamil.

It goes like this:
ஆயிரத்தில் நன் ஒருவன் ,
// I am the one in Thousand.
பதினாயிரத்தில் அவள் ஒருவள்,
// She is the one in ten thousand.
லக்ஷத்தில் அவன் ஒருவன் ,
//He is the one in lakh.
அவளுக்கு அவன் ஒரே ஒருவன் ,
// For her he is the only one
அவளுக்கு நான் வேறொருவன் ,
// For her I am just somebody else
எனக்கே என்க்கேன்பது யார் ?
// Who is the one who is “just mine’
தூதர வைத்து கடவுள் ,
//It is the God who made the thought in me
தோன்றி விட்டது அவள் முக்சம் ,
// It is her face which ignited it
கொன்றுவிட்டது அவள் நினைவு,
//It is her thought that propelled it
அது ஒரு துளியாக ,
// It became a drop
ஒரு மலையாக,
// It became a rain
ஒரு கடலாக,
// It became an ocean
அந்த வெள்ளத்தில் நான் ,
//In that flood of water
என்னையே கொள்ளவிடதேவய ?
//Is it necessary that I should drown myself in that flood?

He felt better and happy.
Antha vellathil naan , ennaye kollavidathevaya?
He liked that line.
No. Not necessary. I won`t .Never.
Whenever he felt sad, he repeated this question and answer.
That was an immense relief.
Some time in night he started reading bible.


“If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.

Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, and always perseveres.
Love never fails....And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.”

[1 Corinthians 13:1-8a and 13]


This happened to be the second revelation for him.

At this point of time, it appeared to be answers for many of his questions.

He red it again and again for John, who was listening to him:

Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, and it keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, and always perseveres.

They both liked it very much. They had a talk after that.

He: Hey, John.
John: Hmm.
He: Is water and fire is related?
John: Yes, fire is another form of water. They are very much same but different.
He: Who is more powerful? Fire or water?
John: I don’t know.
He: Okay. Imagine a dry forest.
Imagine a spark of fire which can light up a dry piece of grass, then a leaf, then a tree and then the whole forest. Then think about a drop of water falling from sky to this wildfire. It can’t do anything right?

John imagined a spark of fire, a dry grass, a leaf, a tree, a forest, a big wildfire a drop of water falling from sky.
John shuffled the order of events and asked another question.
John: What if the drop of water falls on the spark?
They smiled.