STORY:LIFE WITHOUT MONEY

College days are best years of life; of course none of us deny this fact. I think we apply most of our brains in thinking “man make some good plan want to have fun”. It won’t be wrong to say that’s called college life. My case was same I always use to remain keen about all the enjoyment activities, I wanted to explore the world and wanted to have fun in every possible way. Now it included everything from bunking classes, making trips to different places, at times pulling friend’s leg. All of us are very fond of such activities especially when it comes to college life. I still remember of one my close friend pawan always use to say “ yaar abi aish kar lo baad me to mazduri hi krni hai’” and he was right all we do rest of our life is a boring job, not that we want to but we don’t have any other option. Though everything seems so simple at times but it’s not, with 1 year passing I had started to realize that. But as we say boys love to enjoy I was of same category.

Most of my friends were from upper high class and I just belonged from a middle class family. I never had money to spend lavishly.  I knew what my situation was, but I suffered from a huge problem “what was that?” I couldn’t tell my friends that iam not as rich as you are and please don’t ask me to spend as much as you can. I dint knew I was wrong, afraid to show my reality to world, maybe wanted to save my ego, several question but I ignored them all and I continued living a fake life. I never card much of what iam doing it was just not a big deal for me. College years were the one when I spent maximum money, I still remember my dad use to get very angry on me but I pretended like iam not aware of financial situation. And I never wanted that people look down upon me so becoming thick skinned was must. When I recall those days sometimes they make me laugh sometimes I cry. One day my friends forced me to take them to my home to have my birthday party, and I never wanted them to see my little place where I live. I don’t have big house, cars, ac’s like them. I kept on thinking “man is there way I can escape from this?” I came up with an idea, I told them we can party in some good restaurant though I knew my pocket is going to be empty but again never had an option. So we went to good restaurant and the result of that was I had to spent rest of the month almost without money. 

Things kept on going this way for long almost two years but I had to accept the fact somewhere in my heart I felt guilty for what I was doing, I knew iam spending my fathers’ hard money on nothing. When it comes to ego we tend to forget the rest. Rohan and shivani often visited my place our dad was in same profession and we knew each other well. I hated one thing about both of them rohan always use to say “why you spend so much when you don’t have it, don’t you understand your situation lovish?” I just use to make fun of it and left the words by him unheard. Rohan and shivani were very truthful about themselves they never cared what people think of them they had friends who understood them for what they were. But I thought that’s makes them so unpopular and I never wanted to be among those. I cannot deny the fact but both of them had better grades then me.

After second years exams we dint have much to do so I planned a trip to meclodganj , this was one of my favorite place to hangout me and college friends. I love to enjoy there. Having a wine standing on hills is such a good experience, sometimes its hard to believe that how beautiful nature can be. I was having lot of fun out there, lot of music, drinks, pizza and awesome nature what else you can look for. While party was on a bad thing happened “gosh! I slipped in the bathroom” so now for coming days of the trip I had to sit in my room huh! As I couldn’t walk with injury in my feet. I thought my friends would  accompany me next day but sad part was nobody stayed in the room they all went to hangout, sitting in my room all alone I thought are they my friend for whom I do so much or spend money though I don’t have that much money. Kept on thinking and thinking. Three days went like this. Finally we had to go back home and first time I was happy to be back home.

Rohan and shivani came to meet me, as they never went for trip, We had lot of talk and fun. in my heart I realized these are my friends they would stand up by my side no matter what. Being yourself is the best thing you can have in you. That incident of my life taught me being fake won’t give you friends. When you are real, real would be your friend, you are unreal fake are your friends.” What a fool have been through all these years. But now I was a smart man and trust me you don’t have to do any efforts to be yourself but you need a big heart to be so, while not to be yourself takes lot of energy. Iam glad that little incident made me go on right track. Even today when I think of those days it makes me laugh at times for my stupidity.

Iam not afraid to be me anymore, I don’t fear I will lose friends cause I have life without money, my friends love me for what iam, so do i. To live life without caring about the rest of the world is best thing that can ever happen to you that is the moment when you start living life to the fullest. If I talk about today I have money and friends and a life worth living. All I learned is you can earn money at any point of time in life, but to be yourself takes a lot of courage.