The bigger, bolder things in life that aren't necessarily better

Although my father is a Mechanical Engineer by profession and has a huge passion for cars (as does my elder brother), the passion never trickled down to me. Don't get me wrong, I like cars. Love having them around. But that's about it. The maximum interest I'd put into a car in terms of it's technicalities and operations is knowing how to change a flat tire and learning the basics about the engine functions.

That brings me to my write for today. While on my way to work I chanced upon an Audi 6. The much admired A6 caught my eye, not because of it's exceptionally sleek design (it's not exceptional)...it just caught my eye because I assumed that there wouldn't be many people where I live who'd spend as much on a car. But obviously, I was wrong. Spending large sums of money on fancy luxury sedans are fine...if you have a passion for cars.

This brought me to me. If I had a lot of money to spend (there is no definition of "a lot" when it comes to money), but anyway, if I could spend as much on a vehicle, would I? Try as I might to put myself in a billionaire's shoes...I still don't think I would spend as much on a car.

For me, a good car that has the basic functions and can get me from place A to place B is fine. Of course, depending on my budget, I would add several other features to the wish list, but would I go all out? Never.

The point is, I am conscious of money. It's not like I face the lack of it. But money is important to me to the extent that I believe in saving for a rainy day and not splurging on myself. I guess I'm not the kind who lives for today. I live for the future. I think about money and I detest the fact that it rules me in some way. I work, to earn, to spend. But is that the way it should be? Sometimes, I like to think that the old days when money didn't exist were far better. But then, there was no order back then, there were thefts, murders and the need to hunt for food which I can now simply buy from the corner store.

The point being, money was supposed to create order...but over the years it didn't do that. It created a sense of disorder in the minds of people. A sense to crave for the bigger, bolder things in life that aren't necessarily better. The only common thing about money across the strata is that people who don't have it, want more of it and people who do have it, want more of it. So then? What real good does it do?

The objective got lost,a long long time ago...

I for one would not like to depend on money so much. For me, having enough to enjoy a good life is just about fine. Why aspire and run behind one thing your whole life, when you can just live it instead...?

So, cheers to all the people out there who own fancy cars, may you always have a good ride.