Money should be flowing.. from place to place, person to person, bank to hand, hand to bank, hand to wallet, wallet to shopkeeper, wallet to vegetable-seller, wallet to my hand and then back into the wallet, wallet to my hand and then to the one in need.. Whatever the case may be, to me.. money seemed to be either flowing (through my wallet) or stagnant (in others wallets). But I always felt it was made to be used.. like in.. to play games (the games we had played as kiddos – dukaan-dukaan, remember?). Till date, I still think it is meant only to be given to the shopkeeper, so that he gives you what you want. Easy thing to do, isn’t it?... hmm..... Hey!! Also to my college, so that I can someday graduate.. and to my evaluators, re-valuators, the varsity in general. They all seem to be in need of it.. that’s why they keep asking for it every-time.. are they in need, really? Or is it that they are just attracted to it for some earthly reason? I did not understand, until yesterday..
Yesterday was the day.. The D-day of my earthly life, Life that needs money, the one most precious thing created by a group of moving earthly bodies called humans. It was this D-day when I actually thought about the need for money. Discussed how I’d use it, when I’d earn (whenever that would be). It was an impossible task for me to do alone. Thank god for the company of my kiddo sis. Or.. so I had thought about her, coz yesterday she seemed to know more things-to-do than me..!! And again.. the money seemed to be free-flowing out of my wallet.. like captain cook salt.
God!!! I thought. Now I can get a small glimpse of what it would be like afterwards. And also understand a bit of what those words.. (what are they?.. haan..) money, earn, burn, save and the other similar ones mean.
Even after living on this earth for so many years, after having shopped for things in most of those years, after having done quite a few things to join educational institutes, after having gone to the doc so many times, after having starved that day when we did not have enough in-hand to eat coz we had used it all for journal binding, I still lived in ignorance. That’s why I said, “I wasn’t money minded until yesterday..”
7 comments:
good u realized.. now u need to save some, as i'm gonna sue u on the charges of causing me and my friend, virus, mental harrassment when you first deleted and then rejected our comments on your blog.. this caused us emotional disturbance, which went on to affect our work, causing us grave financial losses. :P
all are not rejected.. some are still undergoing the moderation process..
Aur yahaan sue woo kuch nahi hota. This is India, not US of A.
:P :D
we shall see that in court :P.. jo kuch kehnaa hai, judge sahaab se kaho :P
Mujhe mil na jaye thoda paisa.. thoda paisa..
I wants lots of money.. Lots.. Unimaginable.. But then who doesn't..
P.S: Comment deletion was indeed mental harassment. Sukrit, as he's a law graduate will take up our case. I hope you'll get yourself a good lawyer. We are even ready for an out-of-court settlement. :P
Suk,
I did not know that was spam, thnx for sharpening my brain, else i'd remain in idiocy for longer time..
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