Me and Money !!! Nevermind !!!

Hi Everyone...
Somebody got me tagged to answer the following questions:


1. How much money is in your wallet right now?2.How much money would you need in the bank to feel secure? Rich?3.If someone gave you 1000 Rs, no strings attached, what would you do with it?4.If someone gave you 1 Million Rs, no strings attached, what would you do with it?5.How much does something have to cost before it starts counting as "real" money, as a purchase to be considered and evaluated, but below which you'll buy without really thinking about it?



There you go pal:

1. That would be Rs 1230 exactly.2. Money that would ensure me a living for the next year would someway make me feel a bit safe. And for the second component of the question, I'd say it's not with how much funds I have that would make me feel rich. Define Rich ? Insanely rich or just plain Rich ?3. I'll turn it back asking that person to please grant it to someone who needs it more than I do. Charity begins at home. Feed someone who hasn't eaten in days. Why bother giving it to me.
4. It would depend on who's going to offer me all that money. Anyone offering that huge a sum would surely strike back some day asking for that to be returned including the interest earned on it.5. I would say that it depends on the thing I'm buying. I don't squander my money on things that are over-priced yet not worthwhile. If I really have to pick a number though, I'd say 100 Rs.




Anyway, as we're on the subject of money, I'd like to formally declare that I hate it so much. Money and me have never been pals, so that should tell you something.

Money is all what most people think about receiving in this life. I find this a pretty lame and retarded goal. I see eye to eye with the one who said that money can't buy happiness; for the reason that... I experienced it myself. If you're unhappy from within, riches won't do you anything much to help!


The next reason for me to hate it is because people are treating each other differently because of it. You'll see assorted categories in our society that are considered distinct from each other mainly because of how much wealth they have. The rich is always esteemed, while no one gives a crap about the poor. Excuse me for the expression but why is this happening? We are all born equals. Aren't we? Then why this categorizing? Why some people are VIP and some are not? Can't we all be just treated equally? Or is this just so far from reality?


Third reason is greed. People get really greedy sometimes that they'd kill other people to take their money from them. This is actually happening in our society! It's not something I watched on TV. In addition, think about the current wars from a universal broad. The main reason I believe for all of these wars is the greed flaming out from country leaders.

Nothing more, nothing less;

Just money, wealth, and great amount of funds in their accounts.

That's all they want!

For God's sake money is just a stupid paper!
Why fight for it? Life demands?
Hack with them if they're going to make humans monsters.

Some people also think that money equals success. This is so not true. To be successful in life doesn't mean having great chunk of money; rather, I believe achieving your goals is what makes you be one. However, If the goal is just to make money, then I'm sorry to say that you are really not living your life very well. Some might argue that they have to make money first to achieve their goals, Yes, I agree. But my point here is that 'making money' shouldn't be your main objective in this life.

With all that said, I think I made myself care enough.

LoL, okay sorry to be a bit serious about this subject.
Everyone smile please.
Life isn't worth it,
money isn't worth it,

and surely my post isn't worth your being sad/upset.

Cheers,

Just Words

Here we are, my one true love,
together-you and me.
Against all odds,
we’ve braved the storms-
faced all adversity.

We’ve climbed the hills
and boulders - moved-
together; found our way.
We’ve fought the fights
...our choices made...
to bring us to this day.

As in a dream, we’ve traveled far,
the paths not always clear.
Only love- the one sure thing-
could lead us both to ’here!’

And in this place and on this day
is where I want to be.
All we have, I will embrace...
this love surrounding me.


Here we are, my one true love,
together-you and me
Only love- the one sure thing-
could lead us both to ’here!’

Treasured Moments...

Tossing and turning in my bed,
Pulling the blanket over my head,
I wondered why I couldn’t sleep,
What was it that troubled me so deep?


I walked up to the window pane,
And listened to the rhythm of the rain,
A gentle breeze blew along,
And now I knew what was wrong.
The night out there was heavenly,
And everything seemed lovely,


But my heart felt heavy, I let out a sigh,
I felt so lonely, I couldn’t even cry.
I remembered the moments we spent together,
Those rare moments that I will cherish forever,
Now how could I enjoy this beautiful night,
You weren’t near me, how could things be right?


I remembered that moment, you held my hand in yours,
And looked at me, as if saying, I’m always yours,
That day, hardly did we speak,
And then a tear rolled down my cheek.
I don’t know how long I sat by the window that night,
But I couldn’t sleep, nothing seemed right.


When will such treasured moments come back to me,
When I can, in your arms, forever be.

My tiny dream...

On the wings of an alluring tiny dream
If I could fly to your presence now!
I could have a glimpse of you 
to my heart's content;
I could hear your mellifluous voice;
I could share your grief and soothe you;
I could be with you, leaning on my bosom...

I wanted to cry, holding you close,
I wanted to embolden your sore heart,
With the fluff of my kisses and 
The balm of my timeless love.
From the day you left me,
With tears flowing down my cheeks,
I have been carrying my coffin,
Wandering through the wilderness
Of my desolate despondency.

Won’t you come back, to me
My magnificent angel,and hover 
Among the clouds of my rueful heart?
Your silver streaks may transform
Me into a dazzling spectrum....

Lonely and Numb !!!!

When everything goes wrong,
It's tough to stay strong.
Stumbling with each step taken,
Cherished dreams forsaken.

They say sunshine follows the rain,
But it isn't enough to take away the pain.
The hurt; the tear,
Caused by someone so dear.
The agony of lonliness,
A feeling of numbness.


Stop before you leap,
Into dark shadows of despair,
Think before you weep,
Over something unfair.

You have one life to live,
Loads of hope to give,
Dreams to fulfil,
Acres of happiness to till.

Tasks to accomplish,
In this one way trip,
Hurdles to demolish,
And problems to rip.

Don't live your life in solitude,
Don't be ashamed of who you are,
Live your life with gratitude,
Not everyone reaches this far.

SOLITUDE...

Solitude!
Are you also a lover?
Are the dewdrops, the wrath of the night?
Strange desires! 
Your paths are so broad,
And amazing, with my love.

Soft breeze! 
can you hear this rhyme?
Could you go and whisper it into her ears?
Come back here to shower that music
Embedded with her love, to me?

The woods have now assumed a splendor,
And life a pleasure, always in here;
Forever spring, and without seasons.
The spirit always,is in harmony,
All throughout the day and night.
Today my silence is immersing
In the rhythm of the melody
Of your love……..

Whither....are we headed to?

Self immolation, suicides, manslaughter,
And rapes are becoming pillars of life;
Unknown someone is programming
Our lives remotely, as a parody of
A T.V. serial, without start or end
Of a story, that has no meaning,
Pertinence or reason in it.
Basic rights are pilfered somewhere
On the way, making it unfeasible
To express real apprehensions and
Dreams of the human mind, as they
Are plundered or looted away from life.

Man is discarded as an already broadcasted
Programme, rather than being a programmer
Of his life, that can be created to suit him.
Lasciviousness is honoured as masculinity,
In the culture of capitalist society.
A contract made up with the devil!
World has become a hunting ground
Like whale hunt, tiger hunt,
Women hunt, gold hunt, and sex hunt...
Life is deteriorating as an epic of failures;
And man is a helpless creature in that void.