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We are taught that honesty is a virtue, that truth is the foundation of trust, and that lies—no matter how small—erode relationships, break families, and corrode societies. But is truth always the right path? And does honesty always serve a purpose?
I once knew a man who lived his life with unwavering integrity. A professor, admired for his wisdom, respected for his principles. He believed in truth—not just as a moral choice, but as an obligation. He never bent reality to make life easier, never softened his words to spare feelings.
One day, a student approached him after class, full of anxiety. She had spent years pursuing a subject she no longer loved, struggling, yet unable to quit due to family pressure. She asked the professor, “Do you think I have a future in this field?”
He looked at her, sighed, and said, “No. You lack the aptitude, and more importantly, the passion. You should consider something else.”
She nodded, thanked him, and walked away.
Weeks later, the news came—she had taken her own life. A note was found beside her, with only a few words: “I was never good enough.”
The professor never spoke about it, but something in him changed. His lectures became shorter, his eyes heavier. He still believed in truth, but I often wondered—did he ever question its worth?
We say that truth is essential, but must it always be spoken? Is honesty a responsibility, or does it sometimes do more harm than good?
Should we always tell the truth, no matter the consequences? Or are there moments when silence—or even a lie—becomes the kinder choice?
RAJAT CHANDRA SARMAH
GUWAHATI , ASSAM , INDIA
10/02/2025
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