How to tell a truth from a lie?
In all the years I have grown up, the truth from lie has been separate like water from oil. But, today there’s a grey. I know of people who don’t like that colour. I somehow love it! (Half my wardrobe is grey or white). Grey is a dubious ground of a black truth or a white lie. That which belongs to neither. (However, this philosophical thought is not the reason of my affinity towards the colour. I groundlessly entertain the idea of fragmenting this colour.)
