Expat’s Nice Money !!!
This is a story based on real experiences. Its about ,generally how an expat Indian's life goes on in Gulf countries.
Mr.Gen is a mid-aged expat Indian. He had been invited by an Arab company to serve them. Happily, he bid farewell to his country astonishing the increased savings potential of the foreign offer. His new identity as “Expat Indian” surprised him, enthralled him and also frightened him.
In the foreign land, somehow the expats of same country, community gets together. Mr.Gen also joined the expat’s club. But, being a limited in their number and their choices, there is not much happenings in the expats group, except inviting each other for dinner.
In the foreign land, somehow the expats of same country, community gets together. Mr.Gen also joined the expat’s club. But, being a limited in their number and their choices, there is not much happenings in the expats group, except inviting each other for dinner.
Mr.Gen was explained the concept of “nice money” by their fellow group members. That is to earn “nice money” and return back. Nice money!! What’s nice of money or what the nice level of money is? Before coming here, Mr. Gen had not heard the word “nice money”. Till that money meant his salary, EMIs, living expenses and little savings. Even, the little savings was nice to him.
In the beginning, Mr.Gen got confused on the new concept. It took some time to understand the new walk of life. Slowly he got the crux of it and started liking it more and more. It is simply living minimal. Whatever the ways and means of saving money should be the way of life. Whether it is Accommodation, food, entertainment, transports or socializing doesn't matter. It should be cheap. What a Worthy idea! But there was/is only a thin line of difference from madness for money!!
But rarely, the madness of money is accepted and realized by expats. Generally, it is portrayed as sacrifice for his son’s education, daughter’s marriage, wife’s treatment etc. Greediness is hidden in the sacrifices. The present necessities are forgotten for future comforts. Carrer dreams were forgotten. Family bonds were broken. Parenthood was misunderstood. Togetherness was lost. The submissive calls of mind went unheard. Emotional needs were thrown outside. Mr.Gen is also not an exception. The “nice money” choked him also.
But rarely, the madness of money is accepted and realized by expats. Generally, it is portrayed as sacrifice for his son’s education, daughter’s marriage, wife’s treatment etc. Greediness is hidden in the sacrifices. The present necessities are forgotten for future comforts. Carrer dreams were forgotten. Family bonds were broken. Parenthood was misunderstood. Togetherness was lost. The submissive calls of mind went unheard. Emotional needs were thrown outside. Mr.Gen is also not an exception. The “nice money” choked him also.
As time passes, the “nice money” started coming in. Mr.Gen continued buying a bungalow for his family, a sedan for his family, building the huge sum in bank deposits for their children’s future. It became very long that Mr.Gen started his new life .He went far away from his initial plan of returning back to his hometown in few years. Never it was comfortable for him to get away from chasing the nice money. Always there were uncertainities or sacrificies waiting for him. At last, when there are compulsions of age and mental strength, Mr.Gen got back to India.
In India, Mr.Gen saw the remnants of his nice money. There were big houses but with umcemented relationships. There was new car, but rarely places to go. There was enormous money, but it was too late to chase the dreams. He was continuously trying to search the niceties of the money he earned, money he saved. But fruitless efforts! It was too late, when he realized that the “nice money “was not nice. But he laughed. Because, now there are a lot more people, on the queue to chase the “nice money.”
In India, Mr.Gen saw the remnants of his nice money. There were big houses but with umcemented relationships. There was new car, but rarely places to go. There was enormous money, but it was too late to chase the dreams. He was continuously trying to search the niceties of the money he earned, money he saved. But fruitless efforts! It was too late, when he realized that the “nice money “was not nice. But he laughed. Because, now there are a lot more people, on the queue to chase the “nice money.”
A life of unwarranted sacrifices!! Its nice money!!!
1 comment:
hmmm... nice one... Well are you going to be Mr. Gen or Mr. Zen or Mr. $en... Have fun... Jai
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