Money matters...

It pains...a lot.

The pain is not physical and is beyond words to express, because it is my mind that aches. Nobody will see this or ever notice this, but I've been through this really badly during the past few days. On the contrary, I was on the other side until then, extremely happy and convinced to have done something neatly, up to my satisfaction for the good of my people.

It is about my own people. Of course, I consider all of them near and dear to me, although I've known them only for the past 3 months. So, what am I talking about? Go ask a manager, what is you worst nightmare? I bet a good 99% will say, appraisal time! Mine is no different, and I am awfully stuck this time.

During the past few days, people didn't even allow me to breathe! Discussions aplenty, everywhere you get to hear the same stuff; and your responses to all of them are pretty much monotonous. The only thing that was discussed was about that so called life's necessity, that thing which helps build/collapse one's life, one of many people's favorite metrics of their achievements - the 5 letter disaster called 'money'. I am starting to get tired of it.

Why do people break their heads so much, fighting for this 'differentiator' that creates such a gaping hole in the otherwise closely knit society, I wonder? The only other hole in the society is that created by our religions, but, the extent of divide created by money is shamelessly superior to anything else - not only within the society, but within ourselves. The minute you start thinking about money, even the most saintly mind will wander into the 'till now' unchartered territories; including mine, so I deliberately avoid any thoughts related to this thing! We all yearn for more and more and more of that.

Don't misunderstand, I agree that money is a necessity. But, first look around to see how much of that you already've, how much more you need, keep aside that selfishness and look outside of your own or your families' lives, into the rest of the society, and also ponder on this one question - what greatness can it bring me in life, than the life itself; don't you think that your life itself is your biggest gift, money is meant only to support it?

Ultimately, I am not worried for how much more of that I could've distributed amongst my people, but about how much their perspectives are different my own, how much importance our 'next' generation attaches to this tiny, innocent looking sheet of paper, how incapable I am to convince anybody on this...

Just would like to end the post with a note that even after all these, I consider it great privilege to take care of all my people and I still consider them my own!