The Power of Earning.

i was just thinkin to my self I need to buy myself a new laptop. Really. The one I have with a celeron processor seems too slow. I just realised that I had a friend who flew to dubai to buy this laptop of his. he finally settled for HP Widescreen one for abt half a lakh or 50, 000/- And my reaction to it was, what!?!!?? I'd have spent a miserly 30000 and anything above that I'd consider quite expensive and foolish to buy. Afterall its an inanimate piece of existence. (Yeah conscending works for me most times ) I was however, just a while back considering buying a MAc. The prices of which are obviously unaffordable by me. But the highlight of this Post-Ed is precisely that. The power of earning and how liberated it makes you feel. Its this independence in finances that makes you so full of yourself its unimaginable. You are so sure of yourself and the things money can buy. But is it all worth it? Where has the age of saving gone? Is spending on investible things the new saving? the strife? Are we there yet? I'm dangling somewhere in between, I guess. Spend and shop and drop.

Independence and Company

Well, I have to say this that I am an independent, very very determined not to give in and fall for what would be an unwise call of nature. The want for company. This does not go to say that I'm alone stranded, orphaned, damned or any such thing. Just means that I'm at that age where people tend to start contemplating the need for company, someone to rely on, share stuff with. But I tend to think that while one tries to plan these things they are rightly inthe weird focal point of destiny. I may like those aorund me, be prim and proper and womanly and see the the light at the end of the tunnel. But the way I look at it, the light may be from something that has caught fire and that may not be the greates decision of your life. When friends tell me that you need to put your self up there, let them know your interested in them, I can a snort coming up my nose. I'm credible when comes to highly -rational thinking. But I must agree it has come only at the price of earlier maybe irrational and soemtimes bordering on stupid decisions. Life is less of the dark night you close your eyes to go to sleep and more about the morning sunshine. Atleast I look at it that way. I know that dreams come in the darkest hours sleep, but it is only in the morning that we can do something about getting where we want to. Yes we have in the process of ranting reached an entire plane but well, how important is, will be the company you need, want to have and keep. Doesn't it all come at the cost of your independence. Is compromise the keyword? Is there yet the brilliance of Howard Roark left in this world? I may not be the most comprehensible person yet, but well, please do read the fountainhead. I will soon come up with a lot more internal arguments to this post.

The Glory of the Inanimate.

There's something thats absolutely wonderful about these inanimate things. My laptop for example. It's almost alive! I rave and rant through it, I yell at it, I spill water on it when I'm clumsy, I can speak through it (yes, thanks to the internet too.) I miss it when I'm on holiday( and don't take it along for company.) The other side of it, the reaction from the thing is so giving. Absolutely nothing is reactive. It's passive! It doesn't yell at me, remind of the unglorious existence, bug me cause it's superficial and only in one thing is it common to people in flesh and blood: It does not react and that might be it does the unexpected. It steals the Glory of the animate. The ones that are true solace and bright rainbows of the world and its existence. It overpowers the need for any other usual, normal in other words animate things taht live. Only difference is: this thing is Alive. My mind may be the reason. May this Glory shine throughout.