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ANWE-ISM : TENET XII

A lie can be disguised as truth, when told with tact and skill.
And one day the truth is out.
The disaster it creates is beyond words.
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Tulika said…
Falsehood is easy, truth so difficult.

Yet... It's the greatest delight.

I Love Anwe-ism. :)
November 28, 2009 at 12:19 AM
Pooja said…
dat's soelegantly put! loved it!
November 28, 2009 at 9:12 AM
Nikhil Menon said…
Lovely love.. :)

Nikhil
November 29, 2009 at 8:43 AM
Dhanya said…
True! As usual...

:)
November 29, 2009 at 4:15 PM
Priya Joyce said…
wonderful...
and it's often surprising to see actually wonderful that lies are hidden by half truths..tats when it becomes a truly true truth hahah

well said
November 29, 2009 at 5:16 PM
Hemanth Potluri said…
i totally agree and so true..:)..

urs..hemu..
December 2, 2009 at 9:31 AM
Anonymous said…
one day ppl will trust me that i am the earliest blogger in the world :P
December 3, 2009 at 3:08 PM
Me said…
I agree... Gehri baat.
December 3, 2009 at 4:03 PM
Anwesa said…
@Tulika,
aptly said!!
December 9, 2009 at 2:44 PM
Anwesa said…
@ria,
thanks for coming dear!!!
December 9, 2009 at 2:44 PM
Anwesa said…
@pooja,
:) thanks!!!!
December 9, 2009 at 2:45 PM
Anwesa said…
@multimenon,
*eyes pop out* I know :P
December 9, 2009 at 2:48 PM
Anwesa said…
@dhanya,
thanks!!!
December 9, 2009 at 2:49 PM
Anwesa said…
@lil' priya,
:)

thanks dear!!!!

:)
December 9, 2009 at 2:49 PM
Anwesa said…
@priya,
hi!!nice to see you here...
December 9, 2009 at 2:50 PM
Anwesa said…
@anil kant,
thanks!!!!
December 9, 2009 at 2:50 PM
Anwesa said…
@chriz,
i already do :P
December 9, 2009 at 2:51 PM
Anwesa said…
@harshita,
:) thanks dear!!!!!
December 9, 2009 at 2:51 PM
The Other Hypocrite said…
So very true.. great thought
December 11, 2009 at 8:54 AM
Anwesa said…
@jogi,
thanks!!! All the best for 13th Dec...U'll rock :)
December 11, 2009 at 9:54 AM
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