Life & Money

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Life & Money

is life all about money? Is it?
less money
more money
black money
white money
giving money
getting money
earning money
stealing money
spending money
valuing money
no money
no money means no life? Or does it?

Life is about money; more about
Power, positions, fame
And some love…
Can money buy love?
Can it purchase a dying life? Can it?

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I wrote these lines in keeping with the recent demonitization in India, the scrapping of high value currency, the Rs 500 and Rs 1,000 notes. Its higher aim was/is to get rid of corruption. We see how big an impact this process had on each and every Indian resident, and also on non-resident Indians to some extent, for they too hoard rupees wherever they may live.

During such times life does begin to revolve around the value of money, that is, what all a few pieces of paper can or cannot buy.  And people start valuing the ‘right’ money even more.

A daily wage laborer cannot feed his/her family without money, and although money cannot buy love, only valid usable currency can pay a marriage celebrant or a priest. These previously treasured 500 and 1000 Rupee notes are obsolete and even hospitals want the right currency notes, only then they can save lives.

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But then again, less money could finally mean less corruption in the society and in people’s hearts.

What do you say?.

My Prized Possessions

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My little Smiles and Laughter
Lucrative gems that sparkle
Happiness they scatter
Alter moods, of one and all.

Memories – good and bad
Jewels that forever shine
Childhood, youth, family, friends
Homes and precious faces gone

Creative moments spent
Writing fine words and rhymes
Listening to and singing
Favorite classy golden songs

Life – a necklace of pearls
Each life-breath counts
For as life seconds tick by
All valuables are gone

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My response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt:  Pride and Joy
‘What’s your most prized possession?’

Copyright © 2015 Alka Girdhar

Luxury Unbound

My poem in response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: Feeling Fancy

“You’re given unlimited funds to plan one day full of any and all luxuries you normally can’t afford. Tell us about your extravagant day with as much detail as possible.”



Luxury Unbound

I own an average house that needs renovation
I have a nice garden but not the best in town
I have a big TV, but just a medium car
A bigger house won’t harm me, nor would a bigger car

But anytime I visit an orphanage, or an old age home
In my heart, their sad eyes, always always leave a big scar…

This ‘one’ lucky day when I have all the funds in my hand
Will go to the poor and the destitute, and give them all I can
These little luxuries that I give, will still be huge for them
Will bountifully donate online too,  as much as I can

This luxury of free ‘giving’,  this joy of generous ‘sharing’
Could never afford this before, but now I can, now I can!!!

And…having done that, if I still have some funds left…
Will do lavish shopping, indulge myself all I can
Will buy a luxurious car and a five-star quality big house
Will send funds to my mother and save for my son’s future

And last of all oblige my hubby, by offering him money to spend
Am sure he will say ‘No’… so I’ll keep the rest…safe in my bank.

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Feeling Fancy