Let’s compete to protect the best

Some are lucky some are not. Some are born with silver spoon in mouth others are not. Some are born rich, some have richness gifted to them and some achieve it. We see all categorical status when it comes to money. No money to okay to manage are as per me poor, Okay to manage to those who can spend extra but with limits are middle class and those who have no count of their money are  the rich. Most of us fall under the first two classes; therefore, we know the importance of money.

Money creates magic. It makes the entire circus around us. It is the only thing people have started associating our standard of living with. It, therefore, becomes very crucial that we strive to be somewhere in the parenthesis (poor to rich) from nowhere.

It’s in a way very good as we all live the life actively and come out of our laziness to accumulate wealth. It’s the best if taken for healthy competition among the societies. We will be more inventive, innovative, creative, and supportive in the life which in turn will give us a very fast and proactive generation. It’ll produce a heaven on the earth. We will see all the riches and richness around us which is a true symbol of heavenly prosperity. The Goddess Laxmi and the Lord Kuber will start living with us. We will no longer need to worship them for any more wealth. Probably they may seek our help!

I’m afraid only if it’s taken otherwise. Making money by any means becomes the only aim of all then it will prove disastrous. We will go back to our barbaric qualities worse than animals, rather, devils. I’m constantly stricken with the thought that we are already under the danger and threat of unhealthy competition. We risk everything for it. We forget our dearest and the nearest ones. We cease to believe in relations. Acquaintances with the poor begin to be boring and slowly big burdens. We remain friends to none. We avoid our inner spirit’s call. We misbehave with our soul. We gradually degrade ourselves in our own eyes. We can withstand none. We tremble and start fearing of everything that we otherwise love.

Money makes us corrupt and culprit for so many unwanted and unnecessary things in life that we sometimes are not able to compensate. I know it adorns us with adorable power and worldly commodities. It is infidel. It’s ever moving, yet it’s ecstatically loving and dear to all; for it avails you with everything that you need, want, aspire for and wish for.

The person without money is always at others mercy. It’s like the fish out of the water waiting for chancing drops over her for survival. It’s really a huge pain and problem to have less or no money. You start losing out your acquaintances, friends and relations within a very short span of time. You’re rather left with nothing. Your parents won’t be yours anymore. Your spouse, siblings and friends never knew and belonged to you. Experiencing the chill penury will actually make you experience your own existence. You can judge yourself. You don’t have to wait for the last Day of Judgment. You live parallel to either heaven or hell along with being on the earth, because you literally disconnect with everyone here; therefore, you long for to be in there the unknown world (heaven).

The irony of the world with money here is that if you’re rich then even the unknowns are well known of you. They know each and everything about you. You won’t believe they follow you like your own shadow. You oftentimes will be taken aback by the fact that they know more about and of you than you yourself. They track your every single move in 24x7. They prophesy your whole life with minute details of every step you’re to take. They unwontedly become the stakeholders in your life. They take pride in being associated with you. You’re regarded higher and next to the almighty. Everyone feels it when you by chance fall sick. They over serve you with finer treatment and gratitude. Isn’t it opposite of the people’s behavior to that that of with the poor?

Not only I’ve heard, read, and seen it but closely experienced it with highs and lows of the life. I could see people changing and turning from known to unknown when you dip and then when you start picking up the familiarity again begins to grow back to normal. It’s like the greenery in a desert. It’s green all over there when it rains and when the rainy season is over; the greenery becomes the thing of books.

After all this that we see and very often experience, I always get a question that why people can’t be the same. The one we used to play and laugh out loud with, the one we put faith in, the one we trusted and believed the one we had high regard and respect for, the one we liked and loved the one we wished and wanted to be, the one we could die for, and the one we lived for. Why do we have to go through all the pangs? Can’t a human remain a human all-time alike? Is it really necessary to make one suffer from the whips and scorns of the time for the very minimal thing like money?

Can we all change our mindset to keep a healthy competition for money undoubtedly but valuing humanity over and above it? Can we refresh our thinking and ooze out love for the kindness shown to us? Shouldn’t we be more responsible to cleanse out the bad environment (people, cultures, societies, traditions, norms and the way things are going wrong these days) around us?

Let’s compete and protect the best to have the better tomorrow!

Thanks & Regards, Som