Money : Friend or Foe ?

The other day, I was in the metro on the way to my part time job and I was unjustifiably convinced that this year is going to be financially good. I felt Lakshmi, the Goddess of wealth, has finally bestowed upon me after witnessing all those financial losses over the past years. I felt like all my stars and planets have finally aligned perfectly in order to boost me some moolah luck. But I guess, I accepted it too early despite the fact that somewhere deep down my heart I was little skeptic about it. My financial loss always reminds me of the palmist who had once said that I will never be able to save money. Although I do not believe in astrology or palmistry, such incidents always make me ponder if he was actually right.


Ever since I came to France, money has never been my mate. As if we are like the like poles of a magnet, always repelling each other.

Year 2007: I bought an expensive laptop with my scholarship and just two months later, the motherboard was burnt. I didn't even bother changing it because I was said the replacement price would be nearly same as of purchasing a new laptop. Total loss: 880 euros

Year 2008: I was on a solo trip to Paris to visit all the neighbourhood where I had never been to. I was in Montmartre to visit the awe-inspiring Sacré Coeur and to admire its beauty. On a narrow lane on the way to the Sacré Coeur, I saw people gambling and winning. I noticed them for a moment and all seemed very happy. I couldn't resist the temptation and started with 20 euros to try my luck and to my utter surprise I won. I kept on winning until the devil inside me awoke and came up with an idea to buy a Mac book.  Not going into the detail of the horrible experience; I lost around 650euros that day.

Year 2009: I and my friends were having a helluva fun at the Dunkerque carnival. I got totally sloshed, passed out and was finally admitted in the hospital and received a bill of 877.45 euros.

Year 2010: Booked air ticket to India to celebrate Durga Puja with my family and friends only to discover later that the Carte de Séjour office (Resident Permit Office) was running late and my card wouldn't be prepared in time. As I hadn't chosen the reimbursement option while booking online, I lost 520euros.

Year 2011: Only down to third month of the year and got a bummer when I lost my wallet in Dunkerque Carnival. Yes, once again its the same Dunkerque Carnival haha ! Fortunately I had no cash in the wallet but there were many important documents and cards whose renewal cost will come around 160 euros.

After going through all these ordeals I have got finally got used to it. I can't say if money is my friend or a foe but I can say that I care less about it. I hope, the rest of the year will pass smoothly.




Comments

  1. sasaMarch 8, 2011 at 3:06 PM

    yeah just take it easy^^

    In this materialistic world, it seems that money is playing a bigger and bigger role, more and more people are convinced that money is everything or at least will enable you to get everything.

    Everyone desperately wants to get more money and eventually forgets who they are and what they really want to do in life...

    A chinese proverb says that there are always ways to earn money again, so it is not a big deal losing it, better treasure things that money can't buy.

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  2. PGKMarch 15, 2011 at 9:17 PM

    Take it easy.. DJ...you certainly will have some point in ur life where you have more money than you ever expected..also life isn't all about money.If there are other things that can fetch you happiness than money n material, you certainly are a lucky guy!!
    Btw, it's Mahalkshmi, not Parvati, the goddess of wealth..N opposite poles of a magnet attract.. :D

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  3. DJMarch 19, 2011 at 4:06 AM

    @alice: yes, i have learned to take things easy now. i no longer get worried when i lose something. i totally agree with the chinese proverb :)

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  4. DJMarch 19, 2011 at 4:09 AM

    @PGK: yes you are completely right that life isn't all about money.

    and thanks a lot for the correction. really appreciate it.

    i'm still wondering what PGK stands for :-S

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