Liar Liar....

I was a terribly god fearing kid and could never lie even for the simplest of things in life. I remember there were times when I would stand tall and look dumbly at my teacher awaiting a lecture when all I had to do is lie.

I dont remember the first time I played the Lie tune but do remember the sudden rush of blood on my face. And I may not be able to thank my genes for much of the looks but for one that it displays a certain vulnerability that made my lie look more truthful than a zillion truths. That was the moment. The moment I held on to.

Anytime a friend was in distress and needed some help, here I was ready to lie and protect his interest. I would only lie to save something,a friend, unnecessary arguments and to escape any sermons.

I pretty much followed that for most of my life till I landed in Singapore. I had honed my lying skills well enough with a sales job where a lie comes before any truth. My apology to the fellow sales people but in case you thought it was a secret, it sure is an open secret.

Ok, I landed in Singapore and was going through a devastating time when I just started playing a lie for fun and somebody calls from India and asks about the weather, "Its pouring. Have never seen such rains." And you can pretty much guess it was bright and sunny in my part of the world.

It became a habit and I had begun to enjoy it. Late to work, no problem at all, I have loads of excuses ad trust me they are never lame:-).And this is the time I became the late comer everywhere,

"Hey, where are you? I have been waiting for the last 15 min."
"On my way, stuck in traffic. Shall be there in the next 10 minutes."

Actually, I was still in bed and had completely forgotten about the commitment. And I land 40 minutes later to their irritability and my spate of lies that followed and in most cases satisfied the other party.

I think I have no regrets about it and friends who know me well have accepted that about me and they are the ones I have stopped lying to. I have met some cynical, I am god types who had issues with my silly lies and they chose to become history. Actually they took my lies a bit too personally and then began hallucinating about things I had done or said. I was quite upset then but now when I look back, it was quite a sight and what exchange of words between the supposedly matured people. It was like two rats blaming each other for moving their cheese. It makes me laugh.

Ok, now before you begin to think every word I say is a lie, I do not lie as incessantly anymore and I dont know why. Maybe I am bored of this toy and need another one to toy around.