I want to discuss the matter of whether it is our right to tell the lies to protect our friends, family and lovers. I found myself mulling over this confusion only a few weeks ago, just hours after telling a lie that deemed “helpful”. The story began in quite a cliché manner: it was a late night. My friend and I were walking to my apartment from the library, chatting incessantly on our way. From the corner of my eyes, I spotted a tall guy who was taking long strides from across the street and towards us. He smiled; lift up a hand to wave and friendly said “Hey!” For a moment, I thought this man was my friend’s acquaintance, as she stopped in her tracks and reply with a polite greeting. He continued, eagerly introducing himself with a smile, and it dawned on me that he was “hitting on” my friend. My companion, a contrast to this stranger, was at a loss of words. A deer caught in headlights. She shuffled backwards a little and let out a tiny mumble. She was astounded and uneasy, and for whatever reasons I would wholeheartedly understand. We are unfamiliar with the concept of “being hit on”. While he was still in the middle of the man’s determined conquest, I recollected myself and interrupted him with a quick “Sorry, she’s with me.” The man paused, looking wide-eyed. Advancing the moment, my friend and I then walked off without waiting for a response from him. After a minute or two, she turned to me and said …show more content…
At the moment, I was inclined to get her out of the uncomfortable and awkward situation. Hours later, when I am at home and left alone to my thoughts, I pondered on how the situation could have played out without that lie. There is a possibility we could just safely walk off without any remark. Maybe my friend was entirely capable of recovering from shock and politely declining. But I can also thought of other possibilities where it didn’t happen in our favor. I then categorized the lie as a “lie to