#17 Money Money Money
This one is about getting rich quickly.
My relationship with money, during the hormonal adolescence stage, was peculiar. My parents were generous in their offerings, they wouldn’t deprive me of anything but I made a conscious effort to not turn into an ungrateful, spoilt brat. Nevertheless, I was intrigued by the power of money. ‘What’s the secret to becoming super rich super fast?’ I thought.
Each day, the urge to land my hands on some dough intensified. I began working at the age of 13 with money as my primary goal. Big bucks. That’s what I wanted to make. ‘If I start now, by the age of 20, I can retire a millionaire,’ the naivety was appalling but the ambition, I stand by that.
After a couple of jobs that didn’t result in the child labour police catching a hold of my employers, I realized my main goal wasn’t being fulfilled. Even though I was bringing in a good amount of money for a 16-year-old, my millionaire goal line seemed like a tiny dot from where I was viewing it. I was still reliant on my folks and it was driving me nuts. ‘I’m doing all I can, why do I still need to be dependent? I’m doing all I can.’
As a young adult, if something is not working out for you, the next and most definite step is to quit and it’s that easy. No responsibilities, no pressure, no dependents. So I walked into my workplace to bid adieu and start a new chapter in my life.
My boss, JJ… Jayant Jaykrishnan asked me, “Whats up?” His name did nothing for his personality. He was extremely receptive and open to any kind of discussion and so I blurted out what was on my mind.
He listened patiently and didn’t respond beyond asking the occasional question. Once I finished my rant, he asked me a simple question, “Do you think people only work for the sole reason of getting in some money?”
Before I could say anything else, he interjected, “You don’t have to answer me now and I’m pretty sure you won’t be able to either. You have to find the answer all by yourself. And the day you do, you’ll have lived a new life from then on.”
I’m 23 today, still gathering pieces to find the right answer and I believe I’m closing in on it. I have nothing against the 16-year-old me. It’s good that he passed that phase early on to understand the more important details in life.
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