Real Eyes Realize Real Lies Meaning Novels & Stories

Agad namang siyang liningon ng lider at nagtaka, “Huh? What do you mean?” “My dream feels so real, but I keep waking up to the realization that no truth exists in them.” Hinawakan niya ang cellphone at sinubukan ilog-in ang mga accounts nito sa social media. After many attempts at swinerte itong nakalog-in kaya dali-dali nitong iniscroll ang kanyang feed.

No pretending to love everything. Just… real. And it was intoxicating. “Salamat ha,” sabi niya as she puts down her fork. “Ang boring ko ka-date noh. Wala man lang akong alam sa wine or fancy food.” “Stop,” sabi ko, malumanay lang naman. “You’re exactly what I needed tonight.” “Anong ibig mong sabihin?” “Honesty. Realness. Lahat sa mundo ko nagpapanggap. Pretends to like things they don’t. Pretends to understand things they don’t. Pretends to be things they’re not.”

he replied, his gaze still fixed on the televison. "But sometimes, kailangan natin magsinungaling 'di ba? Kung sa ikabubuti naman nila ito." Tahimik na ang buhay ni Gab na wala ako. Ayoko na siyang guluhin pa. Marahas na napailing si kuya. "Hindi pa rin tama 'yung paraan mo. Hanggang kailan mo mapapanindigan ang kasinungalingan na yan?" "Hanggang kaya ko. Kahit dalhin ko pa hanggang sa hukay. Huwag lang niyang malaman pa ang totoo," mahinang saad ko, pilit na nilalaban ang pagtulo ng luha ko.

Walang gana akong tumayo para umalis na ng napadako ako sa huling pagkakataon sa salamin. For once, I looked at my eyes, and memory suddenly flashed on my mind. I hate how my eyes scream vivid, and people can easily search through my soul no matter how I tried to hide it deep inside. My eyes are the only thing I hate the most on my face. I hate how people can easily read it. My eyes can easily perceive things, and I hate that people can easily see through them. They see it as my greatest asset, but I see it as the worst. My eyes always scream loneliness and longing. It never showed emotions at all.

ROUGJAN AISLINN ALLEJO Kinaumagahan, matapos ang gabing ikinagulat naming lahat ay maaga kaming nagising dahil sa alarm ng cellphone ko. Hanggang ngayon ay hindi pa rin mawala sa isip ko ang itsura ng lalaki kagabi sa bintana. Binuksan panandalian ni Aillard ang pinto saka tumambad sa amin ang mga bangkay na naliligo sa kanilang mga dugo, ang iba sa kanila'y nakadilat pa ang mata. Mabuti na lang at hindi nakita ni Alec dahil sigurado akong masusuka siya.

When I married Alicia, I was happy because at last, I found a woman who will love me but when I learned about her lies, my dreams shattered. Nakakapanghinayang lang na marami akong pangarap para sa aming tatlo nina Lira pero it turns out na mali palang nangarap ako kaagad dahil hindi pala totoo ang mga nakita at ipinakita niya sa akin. Although our love was real, it doesn't give her the rights to lie about my kids and made a fool out of me. I loved the wrong woman. “Dude!”

Inabot niya ang kanyang tasa ng kape at marahang inikot iyon sa kanyang kamay. “Ang problema kasi ngayon, mas mabilis nang maniwala ang mga tao sa nababasa nila kaysa sa sarili nilang nakikita. Nobody is able to differentiate between the truth and a lie anymore.” Ramdam ko ang bigat ng bawat salitang binitiwan niya. “At alam mo ba kung ano ang nakikita ko?” Hindi ako agad nakasagot.

“Do you?” I swallowed hard. “I think it’s life and death,” I said slowly. “Life is a beautiful lie… and death is the evil truth people refuse to accept. Death is the only real truth in this world, and people live inside life just to survive the fact that they’re going to die someday.” Hindi ako sigurado kung tama, But that was the only thing that made sense to me. When I turned to look at him, his eyes were open—watching me. The moment he caught me looking, he closed them again, like he didn’t care.

Natawa naman sila. "OMG. Leigh naman, gusto ka pa rin ng tao." "Tse! Pinapaasa niyo lang ako. Ang sama-sama nga niya sa akin eh!" "Leigh, you may not see and feel it but we can see and say it." "Ewan ko sa inyo. Ang sakit kaya ng mga pinagsasabi niya noon huling usap namin." "The mouth can lie but the eyes can't. Words do lie but actions don’t."

I really hope someone can tell me. Well, if a guy looks, it's already his fault, right? That's usually how moral works. Or is it? What if the girls won't wear such clothing in the first place? Does it change the outcome? I don't think so. Anyway, I'm a bad liar if I so myself. As far as I'm concern, I can't fake truths. When I said I need money, I'm not actually lying. I need money, that's for a fact. I didn't lie, right?