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Money, the ultimate

Yes it is ! 


To visit your friends once in a while, to hang out with them, to go to a nice place for dinner with your partner or for a small drive... for everything, you need money. You need money and not just the mind to explore out when you feel like to. 

Even if its not a big one, to give at least a small gift/ surprise on the special days of your loved ones, you need money. You need money to buy a book you like. If you like to sit alone and watch movies and reels, you need cash to recharge the net. If you wanna eat a biryani on the verge of crying, or if you want to order a bucket of chicken during period cramps, you need cash.


If you wanna make your parents happy, you'll have to provide them money after a certain age. It doesn't matter if you can sing, if you want to do a cover song, you have to pay the studio. It doesn't matter if you have acting skills, you need bus fare to go for all the auditions.

From watching youtube videos to check on the person who liked you in tinder, you need to pay. Even going after spirituality requires money. And what not ! 

It doesn't matter if you get the money someday. You need it from time to time. Even if we get 100 times the money we had to build ourselves up in our twenties by age 40, it won't matter. Life would have been wasted.


And I don't think anyone with money will share it enough, even with their loved ones.

If you get ten rupees when you should get it, you can make it twenty or forty. But other humans are less likely to believe in their fellow human's potential. So many will struggle to make that 10 rupees for a long time. Eventually it will be too late for many. 

To build a career, to maintain relationships, to follow the passion, money is needed in youth. Despite having good intentions and abilities, many people, especially women, struggle at this point ; MONEY ! 


Money can't buy love or skill. But it can be maintained. Money can create an environment where it can grow. 

This is a capitalistic world. Even tears and affection are bankable here. As Marx said, this economic system is the cause of all inequalities. But if you wanna live here, you have to thrive in this. 

At the age of 24, one of my friend's starting money, Rs 2 lakh, was sunk by someone who he thought was his dearest. It was the money saved to build a life. I don't know if two lakh rupees is a big amount ; maybe not. But back then, it cost him his life. 


Even if he gets that money as 2 crores now, it won't undo the plights he faced back then, when he was in the need of it. The life that has been changed or destroyed by him cannot be regained. If he had not taken that money, life would have been different today. Afterall, the need of food is when we're hungry !

Relationships, mental health, passion, future opportunities... everything could have been maintained. He could have progressed those pennies into millions.


That's what I said in the beginning ; money is an ultimate !

But, there can be times when the money which we couldn't have at the right time won't even worth the toilet papers ! Even at that time, you need a minimum balance to be worry free. 

Money is not everything. But everything requires money !


Wishing you all to have a good day.

Thanking you :)




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