That smile.....

There was something in the way he stared at me..i Don't know what it was but it certainly did make me want to look at him again..and again and again...
I just couldn't control the tiny stretch on my lips..no matter how hard i tried..Even though he wasn't great to look at ,but there was something mysterious about him,and his enigmatic smile,that i just couldn't stop myself from turning back to catch a glance of him,time and again and smiling back at his innocuous acts..! The smile just wouldn't go off my face..as if someone stuck it with a glue..
I guess there was something about him..
He must have been around 2 feet in height,perhaps around 3yrs old. He looked frail and his complexion was dark.He was scantily dressed and was playing with his sister on the terrace,where some construction was going on..I was there looking at him from my terrace.I believe his mother was inside a room on the terrace,carrying heaps of bricks on her head,perhaps she worked there..
His eyes spoke volumes..They had shades of notoriousness and innocence.They were beautiful!
His chuckling laughter filled me with joy..perhaps that was happiness in its purest form and it was so infectious that i became a victim of his in seconds..I couldn't get my eyes off him..
He ran across the terrace,'n' number of times,to the room where his mother was working,looking at me through the corner of his eyes and carrying a mesmerizing smile on his face,each time he ran!
He then would hide behind the door of that room on the terrace and would peep through it,shuttling his head here and there,to see if i was still looking !
It was a beautiful evening and i will remember it all throughout my life for the smile he lent to my face!

Prodigious Liar...me!??!

What really fuels adults like us to blatantly lie, without fluttering an eyelid, on issues of trivial importance ? Why do we maneuver the truth to the extremity of its gamut ? Well, both you and i will agree when i say the 'lying syndrome' is nothing but a stimulus oriented result of our environment and and we are merely the innocuous victims of our circumstances! We love blaming everyone but ourselves don't we :)
Frankly, we are responsible for each and every happening in our life, because we solely take our decisions, and by decisions i don't just mean the 'BIG' decisions,i mean the 'little' ones,that we take for every split second, minuscule and trivial decisions like should i get up at 7.30am or sleep 15 more minutes or should i work overtime today..
By the above citations i mean,that we stand 100% accountable and responsible for every happening in our lives,you characterize your actions and thus blaming others/circumstances is just another futile effort in the way of convincing yourself,why you lied a second ago.Lying only makes you superficially very comfortable with the fact that the lie that you just said was only so harmless,but the question is why can't we just say the truth ? We believe it just leads to a lot of controversies,too many to be true!
It can't be as bad as we imagine it to be! I am not advocating 'Gandhigiri' but i feel it is a 'feel good'/'no guilt' way of life! Its better to say 1 truth rather than a 100 hundred lies to make up for the 1 lie that you said,no wonder they made it mandatory for us to read 'Pinocchio',the boy who had an extensible nose, for the times he lied, his nose would get extended by a few centimeters !

Vividly imagine other people lying to you,trust me it would make a lot of difference to you,because you might lose the TRUST you had built with that person over ages.Too big a risk for anyone to take if you ask me!
My advice is same as Gandhiji's: Avoid lying , because there is not much fun in lying, the dauntlessness 'lies' in no 'lying' :)
'Embrace Truth' its good for health !