Water The Fish

In my ingenuous inability to comprehend the mystery behind the usage of a particularly obscene expletive from my contemporaries, starting from the sixth letter of the English alphabet, my mind started to experiment with the acronym to redefine it and to restore balance to the profanity ridden world! Why the hell in Finland (or France, or Fiji) did this phrase have to come into existence ever? Why not rephrase it; 'Want The Fitness’, ‘Wait The Fate’, ‘Want the Food’, ‘Wrote till The Finish’ etc... It is a weed that crops up in everyone’s mind, it is an unwelcome guest and it is a dangerous dynamite, what the hell!! There are pachyderms who care not what they spell, but there are soft hearted others as well. With pride I confess, I belong to the latter category and to live without this phrase today is a myth I shall dispel. Language is not only a medium of communication but the words chosen to communicate reflect the personality of the speaker. Then why should those of us with sanity in our heads be swept by the decidedly indecent language of morons? What the flower do people wish to convey by repeated and unnecessary use of such offensive terms? These lame people must be exceedingly lazy to learn a few adjectives to use instead of their favourite what the phrase. The increasing indifference of the people world over to the excessive use of expletives is shameful. The next time you hear anyone say ‘WT*’ tell them to go Water The Fish for their expression has just as much meaning! 

Truth

The truth is clay which never dries. It can be molded any number of times into any form desired and would still be ready to change form. Every child is told this clay is not malleable but the child in its journey to adulthood eventually finds out how fragile a lie it is, a vain attempt to cover the true identity of truth. The shift from being truly honest to compulsively dishonest in us humans is an exponentially growing graph with the y-axis values tending to infinity, with the x-axis being, obviously, time.

As children we learn to lie to avoid punishment, as teenagers we lie out of confusion about the truth; but what do the all knowing adults have to lie about? It is a stupid question, really. Adults lie, for they have conditioned themselves not to tell the truth. In this life setting then, is there no room for the truth? The situation is not that bleak. Humans are intelligent creatures who have not gone extinct for the sole reason that they know a way around every problem. Though living in a self-spun web of intricate lies, most of us find a way to be truthful to calm the raging conscience inside. Thus the concepts of half-truths, white lies etc. have come into existence; the worst among all being sadistic truths.

Sadistic truths (if the concept doesn't already exist, I created it) are told by people at the most inconvenient of times possible. At a funeral, in an office meeting, at a family get together, truthful sadists don’t necessarily need a reason or the right atmosphere to offer their infinite wisdom. These idealists are more often than not the biggest liars. To negate the sins of having consciously lied about every happening possible, they mine for opportunities to find a suitable victim to extract their shortcomings, and to impress upon the world how truly concerned and an honest opinioned person they are!

Alas! There does not seem to be a way to shun these people from our lives for those with a real understanding of the truth are too forgiving to consider them worthy of giving them a piece of their minds and those of us struggling to grasp the essence of the truth are too shocked on being faced with the sadists’ truths to be able to form a coherent retort. Life, thus, will lead us on regardless of whether we tell the truth or versions of it.