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Trust..What is that Word?


I work in Sales, not the kind where you can go on a call and then go home and sleep, but the kind where you can very well go home and sleep, but on every dreadful Tuesday, mirrors are out and you have to ensure that what you find in the mirror is something likeable, it might not be successful, but it has to be honest, and true to commitment.

How can you do that when there are so many human  factors internally and externally which define how true you will come out to be? The only way is to have people who can make a difference and who are intending to be as trustworthy and true to their commitments as you are, right across the value chain, or food chain or whatever you might decide to call it. And don't be fooled by appearances which are nothing but that.

There a very sad thing about language, what started as a way to communicate what you have in your mind and heart is the same thing which is used to hide what you have in your mind and heart. When you hear the word,"Trust me" first thing you want to do is run. You are let down is not the big thing, what is bigger is the cascade which follows, as you are, in the chain, not a victim, but the perpetrator, the harbinger of bad news. It kills a part of you which wants to be friend, it pushes you to a height where depth is impossible, and eventually it pushes you so high that even breathing is impossible. This is one thing which one can not avoid, it is the peril of staying alive and staying with people. Nietzsche forewarned when he said, Flee to your solitude, but can you really. How many people have the talent and genius to survive on a solitary profession, like writing, painting or even running. Even those are getting so less solitary as time passes by, but still they do have a sense of autonomy, since they are very individualistic enterprise. These are moments of disbelief, when even your belief in your own self is shaken, and you feel something cracking in the backbone of your existence.
I have to get up, brush my clothes of the dust, pick the smile which fell in one corner and put it where it was, and be ready to answer your lie with a lie. I can not resist being honest, I will return what I get, measure for measure, sometime more.
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