PROSE SNIPPETS | RUMINATIONS
On Truth
From the storyteller’s diary
We used to play Truth or Dare. When we dared to say the truth and truly had no inhibitions about what the other dared us to do, we believed in the safety we could find in each other’s arms.
I was slow to realize that Truth was terminally ill. It didn’t last long enough to protect you. It could leave you hurt, stranded in the midst of nowhere. Its starkness took on the colours of your strength, tried them all to test which ones faded and which were fast.
The calm waters however stayed untested. You end up not knowing how deep the pond was, if Truth was a pond where aquatic demons reside.
Today, I would give anything to be dared to say, “This was the Truth.”
I would die to get the chance not to forget myself and shout out loud, this was always the truth. I may not be heard but at least I would have done it. Instead of tucking my tail between my legs and cowering behind my failures, I would have done right by the Truth.
Because, ultimately, that was love.
Staying together.
Daring to be true to yourself.
© Sana Rose 2020
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Sana Rose is an award-nominated novelist, poet, physician, counseling professional, freelance writer and mom. She is based out of Kerala, India. Her debut novel ‘Sandcastles’ was shortlisted for ARL Literary Awards 2018 for Best Author soon after publication.