Posted on: Nov 09, '08
The Hoax Magnet
Hoax...? Yes...hoax. Believe you me, it is a far more hurting word than lie... or cheat... or deceive. You'll know it when it happens to you. Though I pray God it never does. It really is devastating.
There was a book I read once. It defined three discreet concepts. I had never put it as clearly in my mind before so I was very impressed. Actually it was something natural and ordinary. Somewhat like Holmes's deductions once they've been explained to the intellectually slower Dr Watson. No, I do not permit you liken me to Dr Watson. I just gave a handy example.
So this book said there are three situations connected with the concept of truth... corollaries sort of. The first is the truth, then there is the lie and then again there is the counterfeit. It is the counterfeit which is unforgivable. For the counterfeit pretends the truth. Which is worse than a lie. At least with a lie you know where you are. With a counterfeit you are lulled into an atmosphere of trust. And then comes the inevitable knife in the back.
Why this tirade...? That's because I want to introduce you to another character from the pages of life. Strap on your seat belts... here she comes. Yes... she. At Present she is about 35 yrs old... and she is a hoax magnet. This is her story.
She got married when she was 19. You know... one of those oh-my-parents-never-took-my-opinion-about-it-so-I-bowed-to-the-inevitable kind of horrors. No no... don't get me wrong. It was cute enough in the beginning.
Hubby told her he was doing well in his business AND had a part-time software development business. He had plans to work hard on the business until he could chuck the job. The business was in partnership... with him owning the machines and the partner providing the premises. Great...!
But then she is our hoax magnet, isn't she? She found out there was one machine... no partnership... and the 'premises' turned out to be a corner of the 'partner's' sitting room. Cozy...? Of course. He wasn't doing well in the job either. Against a salary of 6,000/ that she was led to expect... his first pay check of 1,900/ freaked her out. Then she knew she was up the creek without a paddle. But our magnet was a tough gal. She sighed and hung in there. Only, shortly it was just her left hanging... hubby was too busy demanding that SHE provide him with the grand life he wanted. She hung there 13 years. Then she let go... tired... numbed... fed to the teeth. Age..? Oh... she was 32. Best years of her life thrown away...
Would you agree this was a case of hoax...?
Enter hoax two. Stupidly, she fell in love with this one. I mean, the disease really had her in its grip. Inexorable... merciless... deadly. He sympathized with her... criticized the ex-hubby for being a lazy worthless bum... and promised her he would erase all unhappy memories from her heart. The earth and the moon and the stars...? Of course he promised them all... and more. Don't all lovers do that..? He promised two of them all... in the shape of more love than she would be able to believe possible... and marriage.
I have this uncontrollable urge to laugh... and to keep laughing until the world would stop spinning uselessly... mindlessly on its axis. Not that it would help the stupid dumb magnet.
Nope. Didn't happen. None of it. The love lasted an eternity as promised. Only he had a different scale than her. For him eternity got wrapped up in 3 months flat. Marriage...? Are you making fun of my magnet...??? Mean of you I think. Time line...? Oh... one year. She is now 33 yrs old.
Would you agree that this too was a case of hoax...???
By now she is like a zombie. Betrayal in first love DOES pack a nasty punch. She tried to kill herself a couple of times. Oh.. don't sympathize... she wasn't able to pull it. A hoax magnet... as well as hopelessly inefficient. I mean how difficult can it be to kill yourself...?? People do it all the time...!! Bah...!!!
Now... don't kill ME...! Its not my story... but enter hoax three. Though I don't know why I am feeling apologetic and ashamed on her behalf. I am merely the story-teller. Not my fault milord...! Did I remind you of some third grade hindi movie with thick glycerine tears and hamming thick enough to feed a family of four for a couple of years...? He he he.....
This one hailed her as his savior. Apparently... at least so he says... she brought him out of a depression a mile deep. Just with her sunny presence. Which personally I take with a sack-full of salt. The harder she pushed him away the closer he tried to get. She reminded him of his wife. But he would have none of it. I don't remember very well what... but he had a problem with the wife. Convenient...? Of course it was. It goes without saying that he promised her the earth and the moon AND the stars... Is this mandatory...? The promise I mean... not the delivery...? Must be methinks. The thing which really took her aback was for him to tell her one fine day that he was a one woman man. And his wife was that woman... and that he loved her beyond anything he could think possible with anyone else. No... she didn't slap him. I told you na... dumb woman. Time line...? 10 months... she is almost 34 by now... Have you noticed she is moving faster...? Talk of desperation.
I'll summarize the rest of it now. Even I don't have the patience to describe it in detail. Moreover, I am getting angry and want this to be over with. Hoax four borrowed 12,000/ off her and disappeared into the wide blue yonder. Time... 7 months. Hoax five lasted 4 months. No, I don't know what went wrong with him. I am tired keeping track. She called me today to tell me she has broken off with hoax seven. So I thought I'll write something truly brutal about her and send her the link. So this time she will put some more effort into her suicide attempt.
People like her shouldn't be allowed to live. They just clutter up the world. I read somewhere that we re-create on the outside a replica of the world we have on the inside. Guess she likes to be betrayed. Else she wouldn't have been such a powerful magnet.
I am so relieved this story is over... at least my part of it... because I hate writing obituaries.
Tags: love, hoax, betrayal, trust
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