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A 26 year old average Indian girl: the girl next door types. I have nothing extraordinary to differentiate me in the crowd but my job profile does grab some attention. Been an average student till my 12th and wished to be a Vet Doctor because I love the four legged more than the two legged, but the rat race took my toll. Did BSc in Biotechnology and managed to wear those Doctor’s coat, but tasted failure for the first time when flunked in Chemistry. Failure made me realize the mystery of my destiny and sowed a dream of journalism. A pointless journey saw its first point in journey and the dream sprouted as a crime reporter. After topping College kept jumping companies till I became a crime reporter (the blossomed dream). Destiny was kind and in Indian Express Bangalore, my dream bloomed and became a crime reporter within eight months of work. Three years later my name is counted among the few good crime reporters of Bangalore, which was a dream sown five years back. But ugly side of success has placed me where failure had placed me once. In a dream job but in search of a new dream, I write to be heard and to be told. I sow a dream eagerly wait to know what I would reap.

Monday, July 6, 2009

Money can buy hapiness!!!


We are told that money cant buy happiness!!! But all I say is just try it, you might end up buying that too.

If you ask me, I would say today I did spend Rs 500 or rather should I say gave away Rs 500 and feeling richer than ever.

Actually a youth had met me at my office a couple of days back, requesting our health reporter to publish an appeal seeking monetary help for his younger brother's surgery. I did find them genuine because i think that a 14 year old cant fake the expression of pain and his face needed no explanation. But today the guardian came again and said that he had just Rs 500 and needed 1500 to get the scanning done. He requested me to ask my colleagues and arrange for the money. First thing

what came to my mind is either these people might give pittance like 5 or 10 rs, or they might talk ill saying that these people are not real.

I dint think twice, just took a 500 rupee note from my wallet and gave it to him. He gave me a blank expression and dint know how to react. I said this is all i can do and he left quite contended.

Frankly speaking, i am not the generous kind and actually keep calculating the money i have spent and if i think i have overspent, then will ensure to make up for that by sacrificing other things. But today, i just dint think twice after giving the money.

I am not writing this to scream how great i am, or all that crap but to scream out to you that its really a great feeling : a feeling of giving ... And I think my money did buy me happiness today.

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