MONEY CANT BUY EVERYTHING

It is really a very common topic of discussion ...... no matter whether it is between youths....or the old generation....... though there is a lot of contradiction among there views yet all of them revolve around gaining more and more money.......
In this era of competition and regular topsy turvy nature of job market......people are getting on their nerves....they are blindly running here and there for getting more and more...... Fame...high status...Rocking get togethers....materialistic life..... all is possible with money.....but do you all think that a silent walk on the beach with your beloved..... a dreamy night below the stars.....a playful evening with the little ones can be bought with the help of money??????.........No not at all.......How can you imagine to get such blissful moments of your life when you dont have any time to spare......
Early morning get ups to late night sleeps ....all is spent between those dark office files....those lusty laptops.....those jolting business meets....and Luckily if some free moments are there to spare ....they get lost in getting medical aids for painful waistline..tortured backbones...glossy pin powered eye sights....

Life is too short to enjoy every happiness...... When we were the kids.....we were regularly given lessons for hard studies and sparkling results......When we grew bit older we were taught to get more and more knowledge for overall personality development which will help in cracking those mysterious job interviews....When we were about to start a new life with our spouse...our mind is sorrounded by various ways to earn more and more for the family....for the kids...for their better future......
Everything seems to run smoothly but between all this chaos and marathon something precious is always lost.....

Those blessed moments when your new born had his first laughter.....That meaningful touch of your loved ones asking you to wake up at the first ray of the sun......Every fun of hot coffee sips with your friends.... is gone somewhere...somewhere far away ...... buried inside those heavy files.............inside the screen of those lusty laptops........inside your aching heart which often hums these lines......

 "I want to go back to the times...

 When getting "high" meant "on swings"

 When "mom" was the only "hero"

When"dads" shoulder were the "highest place" on the earth

When the worst"enemies" were your "siblings"

When the only thing that can hurt were the "wounded knees"

When the only things "broken" were your "toys".........."