An ode to truth

Standing at the edge of the knife, I admit that i was scared. I was scared and quite humanly so. I was scared for my life, scared for the lives of our sons and daughters, scared for the lives of their husbands and their wives, scared for the lives of their fathers and their mothers, scared for the lives of their brothers and sisters. Scared for all the pain, misery, bloodshed and innocence that would be crushed thoughtlessly.

But I also must admit that I realized that whether I'm scared or not the truth would not change, whether our sons and daughters, mothers and fathers, wives and husbands, brothers and sisters are murdered the truth will not change, whether we talk about it or not the truth will not change, whether we believe it or not, whether we see it or not, whether we like it or not the truth won't change. Even if the whole world is ignorant about the truth or even if the truth was totally torn off the face of earth, the truth would still not change.

Truth is eternal and beautiful, it always was and always will be, and truth can never become error just as error can never become the truth.

Dhivehi lhen bahun liyamaa dhen

Valheege thoonu miyaige kolhugai aharun birun thuru thuru elhikan aharen ehbas vameve. Aharen insaanehge thobeeathaa ehgothun biru gatheve. Aharenge furaanayah aharen birugathe, aharumenge firihen adhi anhen dharinge furaanayah aharen birugathe, emeehunge bappa inhaa manma inge furaanayah aharen birugathe, ehmeehunge beybe inhaa dhahtha inge furaanayah aharen birugathe. Aniyaayaai, hamanujehumaai, leyohoruvun adhi ehves fikurehnethi chischis kohlevey maasoomihyathah aharen birugathe.

Hama eyaa eku aharen birugathas birunugathas thedhu badhaleh nuvaanekan aharennah visnunkan aharen ehbas vameve. aharumenge dharinnaa, mainbafayinaa, anbinnaai firin,dhahtha ihnaa beybe in merikamugai viyas thedheh badhaleh nuvaanekan visnuvene. Aharumen ehvaahakathah dhehkiyas nudhehkiyas, gaboolkuriyas nukuriyas, aharumennah fenunas nufenunas, hinhama jehunas nujehunas thedheh badhaleh nuvaanekan visnuneve. Mulhi dhuniyeyga thibi ekakahves thedhakee kobaakan neygunas noonee mulhi dhuniyemathin thedhu foheli kamugai viyas thedheh badhaleh nuvaanekan visnuneve.

Thedhakee dhaaimee ehcheke, Thedhakee rivethi ehcheke, kurinves adhi mihaaruves adhi kuriah oi thanahves, thedheh dhogakah nuhedheyne eh, adhi hama ehfadhain dhogeh thedhakahves nuhedheyne eve.

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