Let’s say a Soviet exchange student back in the ’70s would go back and tell the KGB about people and places and things that he’d seen and done and been involved with. This is not really espionage there’s no betrayal of trust.
Then trust me there’s nothing like drinking, So pleasant on this side of the grave: It keeps the unhappy from thinking, And makes e’en the valiant more brave.
One feels very blessed to be born into a family like the Birla family, which is a household name in India, which stands for tradition, is yet contemporary, stands for trust.
Experience has taught me never to trust a policeman. Just when you think one’s all right, he turns legit.