Watching movies, chatting with friends, blogging, photography, cleaning, catching up with the newspaper and most of all sleeping (loads), I have done everything I love to do this weekend. I haven't even reached the best part. I got my first salary. Yes, The Illuminator is earning! The weekend was almost reaching its grand end with a cook-out session until my cold and cough also brought fever and a terrible headache along with them. You just can't escape the virus!
Anyhow, fever is not something which can over-ride the upbeat mood the pay-cheque has got me in. My friend asked what I was going to do with all that money. "Splurge on shopping? Party? Movie? Gifts? What's the plan? " Frankly I didn't quite know.
The only thing I was certain about was that I need to buy my grandfather a new pair of clothes. I didn't know what I will do with the large chunk that remained (now don't start giving me 'you can give it to me if you don't know what to do with it' looks). In fact the idea of spending it in shopping or entertainment didn't even cross my mind.
Why I wondered? Because I had earned it. I had gone to work, 9 hours a day, 5 days a week, always on time, compromising on many fronts ( family, friends and sleep in that order). There are loads of avenues open for spending/wasting my pay, but I didn't want to.
It is not that I am going to lead the life of a stingy hoarder, nor am I turning to an ascetic monk.I am going to have fun and indulge in materialistic pleasures. I will live it to the fullest, the only precondition being to put my salary to judicious use. I don't want to open the tap of expenditure until I finish thinking about how to let the money flow through it. That ends the 'resolve' part.
It will be highly unfair if, after this realisation, I conclude without acknowledging my parents - "I now completely understand how hard you work to give us the life we lead. Though money is secondary when it comes to the values and affection which I have inherited, the process of earning takes away a lot from you. Thank you, mom and dad, for having made those sacrifices."
Don't get the impression that I am working as a construction labourer, I work in an plush office and it's not so tiring as it may have appeared in the post. It's just the fever!! :)