You should know where you are.
Otherwise you will quite often land yourself neither here nor there. A middle
class educated citizen with reasonable awareness cannot help browsing through
newspapers and flashy magazines and sometimes TV ads. The advertisers, the
articles and photos and channel programmes gradually work their way into their
mind and angle them into the trap. The victims think they deserve the luxury
even if it bites into their hard earned deposits. The hawks polish their
persuasion with sugar coated phrases that are just enough to ease the fall. The
consequence is this philosophical ramblings. You don’t enjoy the fun without a qualm.
But then you end up coughing up an unaffordable sum and silently justify your
act. A poor man clearly defines his limit and takes utmost care not to cross
it. A rich man never cares about the money and he is in search of means to
spend it. But a middle class creature dreams about the possibilities and takes
a dive. This is how I ended up owning all those things that I presently have.
Are they useful to me? Well, they must be, otherwise I wouldn’t have ventured
buying them. Still a nagging thought haunts me now and then. Where am I? Here
or there?
