Of Love and Lies
Of Love and Lies
Recently an incident triggered me to ponder about the relationship between Spoken Love and True Lies. The incident that truly happened was as such:
A boy and a girl are in Love. Or at least they were.
They broke up one day, and the boy, who was unable to forget his love for the girl planned to win her love back. Little did he know that the girl was getting very friendly with this guy whom she knew from a club days after they broke up. During his preparation, he realized that the girl was getting on with some other guy but her persevered.
Finally, came the day where he presented his surprises romantically in a park.
She cried.
“I knew he’s the only one who loves me the most, and I still love him.” She wept and said.
And they were together again, for not many days. The boy realized that here was something strange going on. Her attitude changed when talking to him. She sounds irritated and impatient when she talks to him on the phone. Anxious on what is going on, the boy decided to investigate. To his horror, he found out that she was two-timing between him and the other guy she knew from a club. This other guy was a student studying overseas, whom had came back to his home country for summer holidays. Knowing that he wouldn’t stay here for long, the girl chose to two time, dating the other guy (who won’t be here for long) while keeping her original lover. Such an act of selfishness is abhorring.
As any boy would, he stood up to her and confronted the other guy. Sadly, he was humiliated by both the girl and the other guy. “You are history!!” was what the other guy taunted. However, due to his love for her, he kept this story to himself, in order to protect the girl’s honor. He only confided in a few of his best friends the truth behind all these happenings.
Unfortunately, this story does not only end here. Another version of his story began floating amongst friends. She proudly told her version of the story which was cut short all the way to the beginning, and the boy was blame of not being a gentleman when it comes to a breakup. He was accused of not wanting to have a clean break at the relationship and he was indicted to be bugging her and not letting her go even though she was already with another guy. This is such a blatant lie which she told so proudly of. The truth is many people knew that she had a budding relationship with the other guy when she was still with her boyfriend.
The poor guy never knew about this, and the situation took another turn. The girl had a fight with her new found interest. She called up the boy and confided in him. She said once again that she knew he’s the only one who loves her the most, and she still loves him. The silly boy was so very touched and happy that his lost love came back to him. Yes, he is silly. And the girl? The most selfish and multi-faceted person I have ever seen.
The boy began calling her up again but for the next few days, he realized the same thing happening once more. She gets irritated and impatient with his calls. Finally, she fell short of her tempered and said, “Please don’t make me hang up on you”. Finally realizing that he was just being a fool, the boy gave up, but still keeping the truth to himself.
This story should have ended here, and the events forgotten. Alas, more stories of another version circulate saying that the boy is thoroughly un-gentlemanly, stating that he still call to bug her after so many months after breaking up. It makes one wonder, how can anyone tell such blatant, selfish and inconsiderate lies. It was her wrong-doing from the start, yet she shifts the blame completely onto the boy, while she appears to be the victim. How can somebody, just because of her own interest, be so evil hurting the very person who tried to protect her even when she had hurt him more than once?
Not only her ex-boyfriend did she betray, her close friends were also victims to her continual lies. She’s also known to be friendly to people (people whom she claims to be friends especially) on pretence, while backstabbing them on the other hand. I have known several of such cases personally. One of them being an incident where there is to be a performance of sorts. This girl was not happy that her boyfriend had to carry other girls due to a shortage of manpower. She was adamant that her boyfriend could and should only touch her and no other girls. Hence the person overall in-charged had a little disagreement with her, but in the end, the person in-charge gave in. Throughout the performance, her boyfriend only touched her. However, she still went about bad-mouthing the person in-charge who happens to be a close friend of hers then. She never understood that there was a shortage of manpower and that her little wimps of over-possession were just getting in everyone’s way. And yet, she puts the blame upon others acting as though she was the victim of other people’s devices. What was the result of these un-thoughtful acts? Many friends were hurt and till date, the boy still kept quiet while the girl still kept spreading lies. Yes, she still breeds these untruths while acting as a victim.
This story really prompted me to think about what is Love? Is it just the spoken word like the girl said? Or a sacrifice the boy made?
Also, what are Lies? Are lies something to be told as truths like what the girl did? Or are the real truths meant to be kept unspoken?
What is friendship? A frivolous term to explain unilateral dependence and endless backstabbing?
Can a person like this girl be trusted ever, when one can’t even trust the Love that she spoke of? She acts innocently and uses it to her advantage not only to betray many of her close friends, but also the person whom she claims to love. Such a liar must not be trusted lest harm befall upon oneself.
It’s hard to believe that such people with this much selfishness and evil exists while they are actually proud of their treachery. They make Hitler look puny on the scale of evil. At least Hitler loved and protected Eva. I cannot imagine if the human race degrades to this level. We will surely perish.
May God protect us from these evils.
Here’s a little poem inspired by this story:
Of Love and Lies
Kissing the lips of my Lover
The taste of caramel
A tub too much
That it’s bittersweet
Watching the lips of a Liar
The magic it plays
To blind men
From truth complete
Trust in the lips
Of my Lying Lover
Praising about my Love
And bitching of my Lies
Touching the Lips
Of my discordant Ivy
Kissing me
Killing me
Kissing me…
Killing me…
