So Ok, I do feel happy when I have a cup of Coffee, or have something nice to eat, like a Samosa. And Please, this post is NOT about Samosas.
Image from the Internet. …Samosas are made from mashed, spiced potatoes covered in dough and deep fried. I buy just one about twice a month. These cost about Rs. 12 per piece, without Chutney. That leaves me with a good feeling for about a fortnight.
But When I Love Somebody, and when Somebody Loves me, as for example I get a Smile or a Kiss from Children, that leaves me Glowing practically the Whole Day.
Lesson: ‘Love brings More Happiness than Money.’
Thus, We can be Spending Much Less, and be More Happy. It has to be Tried.
The Amount of money that is just ‘Blown’ on useless things like New Year Celebrations, or that of Christmas, or Any other Festival, When We live the Way We do…
Let us not blame the Australians for this. It is the same the World over, even in Cheesy little villages; Out of Proportion to the Income of the Common Man…
When We live the Way We do When The World Lives like this, …Is Sin. Actually, Our living (on), Unconcerned, Takes Away Happiness. This also has to be Reflected, and Examined.
The above image is from Dennis Cardiff’s site:
This Wonderful man, Dennis Cardiff
Has a book the proceeds of which he gives for the Poor, whom he considers his Friends, and I consider myself fortunate to be one with him in this.
To continue, The World lives like this too:
The caption says: ‘Don’t Cry, Mama, I am not feeling Hungry.’ Very much in lines with ‘He ain’t heavy, he is my Brother’ below.
I KNOW, Folks, Money does not grow on trees. At the cost of being Odious and Obnoxious, I want to share with You some things; Please bear with me.
I used to sup on two parathas, supplied with just some gravy, the whole costing Rs. 16.
Only, the ones I get to eat are Nowhere as Fancy as these! 🙂
Then I found that if I am ready to Spare some time, then I can make Chapatis (Parathas are harder to make, and Chapatis are Healthier), which, Along with Vegetables and Curry, cost A Good Deal Less.
From time to time I get Visits from Poor People, one of whom is a Lovely Child of some 13 years, who will come, expecting some little help, to buy maybe a Pen, or Notebooks or some such. I give her Rs. 30. (My Monthly Income for December was Rs. 4,000; Promised for Individual Caritas — Rs. 1,800).
You see what I mean: If I would be ready to spend the time on Cooking, which for me takes some 90 minutes on a Wood fire for Two meals, then I can spare these Thirty Rupees from time to time.
Let’s Go at it. Let’s Cut down Our Expenses. Let’s Give More to the Poor. This will Bring Us More Peace and Happiness than the Things We spend on.