Money has no memory

Among the forwards that I recieved I found this gem... very apt for our times

Money has no memory. Experience has. You will never know what was the total

cost of your  education, but for a lifetime you will recall and relive the

memories of schools and colleges. Few years from now, you will forget the

amount you paid to settle the hospitalization bill, but will ever cherish

having saved your mother's life or the life you get to live with the just

born. You won't remember the cost of your honeymoon, but to the last breath

remember the experiences of the bliss of togetherness. Money has no memory.

Experience has.

Good times and bad times, times of prosperity and times of poverty, times

when the future looked so secure and times when you didn't know from where

the tomorrow will come… life has been in one way or the other a

roller-coaster ride for everyone. Beyond all that abundance and beyond all

that deprivation, what remains is the memory of experiences. Sometimes the

wallet was full… sometimes even the pocket was empty. There was enough and

you still had reasons to frown. There wasn't enough and you still had

reasons to smile. Today, you can look back with tears of gratitude for all

the times you had laughed together, and also look back with a smile at all

the times you cried alone. All in all, life filled you with experiences to

create a history of your own self, and you alone can remember them all.

The first time you balanced yourself on your cycle without support…

The first time she said 'yes' and it was two years since you proposed…

The first cry… the first steps… the first word… the first kiss… all of your

child…

The first gift you bought for your parents and the first gift your daughter

gave you…

The first award… the first public appreciation… the first stage

performance…

And the list is endless… Experiences, with timeless memory…

No denying that anything that's material cost money, but the fact remains

the cost of the experience will be forgotten, but the experience never.

So, what if it's economic recession? Let it be, but let there not be a

recession to the quality of your life. You can still take your parents, if

not on a pilgrimage, at least to the local temple. You can still play with

your children, if not on an international holiday, at least in the local

park. It doesn't cost money to lie down or to take a loved one onto your

lap. Nice time to train the employees, create leadership availability and

be ready for the wonderful times when they arrive. Hey! Aspects like your

health, knowledge development and spiritual growth are not economy

dependent.

Time will pass… economy will revive… currency will soon be in current… and

in all this, I don't want you to look back and realize you did nothing but

stayed in gloom. Recession can make you lose out on money. Let it not make

you lose out on experiences… If you are not happy with what you have, no

matter how much more you have, you will still not be happy.

Make a statement with the way you live your life: How I feel has nothing to

do with how much I have.

Some more beautiful poems

Two more beautiful poems from Jolly. 

@Jolly.... dont sue me for plagiarism :)

Distances

No, i don't want to recall,

but then it naturally comes to my mind;

I want to remember that i hate you,

But how can I forget that I'd once loved you.

Sitting by the sea, I try to hold back the retreating wave,

The wave has drenched me fully and gone;

I feel happy, feel proud of my hold,

But when I open my eyes&hand, it's only sand.

Many a times I've felt my hand moving towards yours,

The forefinger might have just made it;

But NO, something holds me  back, my ego:

I close my eyes, swallow a tear, place my fist on my heart, IT PAINS.

I make stonecastles on sandpillars,

Which I know is destined to doom, leaving me in gloom;

Distances once created are difficult to end,

WILL IT EVER END?IF YES, WHEN?

***

Discovering Me

It's another dusk,

and I alone once again;

warming my hands with the coffee mug,

my thoughts rising once again with the vapours.

It's another quiet evening

the sun getting masked by the clouds;

now I don't fear the thunder,

for to comfort me there're no arms around.

It's another rainy night:

I've lost my pole star,

and my thoughts like a battered boat,

tharshed by the waves of solitude.

but tomorrow will be another day,

and this is the hope that drives me;

when I might meet you,my life,

and in discovering you, I'll discover myself.

Jolly Nandi

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