The Truth I Seek

I am curious about the truth.

Not half-truths, not convenient versions, and certainly not lies disguised as concern. I have no interest in entertaining insincerity or deception. What I seek is clarity—about people who appeared unexpectedly and began to interfere in my family, trying to insert themselves into spaces where they were never welcome.

I want to know who these individuals truly are, what their intentions were, and why they continue to hover around our lives when we’ve made it clear they are not welcome. There are people who brought disruption to my professional and personal life—even after I stepped away from a certain profession—and I have every right to understand why.

What motivates people to create chaos in the lives of others who have done them no harm? What truth are they so desperate to keep hidden?

These are the questions I carry with me. And I carry them not with bitterness, but with belief. I believe in the strength of truth—because truth, no matter how deeply buried, finds its way to light.

I live with that hope, and I hold onto the belief that “Sathyameva Jayathe”—truth alone triumphs. One day, everything that was hidden will be revealed. And when it is, I will face it—not with fear, but with clarity, peace, and the strength of having stood for what is right.

My sole prayer is: “Asato mā sad gamaya” – Lead me from the unreal to the real