The other day my neighborhood busybody gave me a solid nudge in the ribs pointing to a young girl. Lowering her voice she said,”I believe she has many secrets.”
I peered through my specs and asked,”How’d you know?”
Her eyebrows danced. No, she wouldn’t divulge her source. I didn’t delve further but I did toy over the word.
What is a secret? Something very personal, very intimate, not sharable with anybody else. What’s wrong with having secrets? If they are not harmful or involve grossly immoral and inhuman acts or intents.
Do we not all have our little secrets? They may be trivial yet precious to us. But how do they affect others ? Except being the food for gossip.
Not everyone wants their life to be an open book. For them there are certain pages not worth making public. Mistakes which one has been ashamed of committing. Lessons learnt in shameful ways. Habits which one cannot let go. Infidel thoughts. Hatreds kept hidden. Those little things that can shatter image, make one uncomfortable in front of others – hard to explain, objects of disdain, complicate matters, put one in bad light and make them an easy prey to manipulations.
Life has this impish way of springing surprises. Secrets can be outcomes of God’s wicked sense of humour – a situation completely beyond human control. If someone doesn’t want to disclose why go prying? After all, everyone is entitled to that which cannot be taken away from them.
But who is going to make the busybodies understand that they cannot be privy to everything. I tell them over inquisitiveness can be killing. Let the sleeping dogs lie. And lie peacefully.
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Richard Brinslay Sheridan’s School for Scandal’s characters are still alive in Mrs Geetaji’s wonderful posts. That young girl is like Ms Buffalo in his play who leaves uninformed from her London home and he being Irish like Shaw, Wilde, witty, scathing, tongue in cheek about the Brits has shown the scandalous nature of the English people saying that they declared she had a baby by the evening. 🌹🌹
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I guess all societies work on assumptions
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Yesss 🤣🤣🤣
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cheers to this: “make the busybodies understand that they cannot be privy to everything”
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Thank you Yvette. I don’t know how relevant it is to your part of human society because basically individual liberty is upheld there.
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hmmm not sure – but so many things are a bit universal – like the busy body or need to know and then gossip
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Yessss…social Intrusions on one hand is necessary on the other a bane and a pain.
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Agreed
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Thank you so much Derrrick 🙏
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Your post reminds me of a noted busybody Mrs. Rachel Lynde from Anne of Green Gables. Who makes it her business to know everything about other people.
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There are many such in this world Rupali. They have their advantages but sometimes they outlive their utility
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For sure.
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Cute, Geeta.
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