28.8.07

i read a book- 'rich dad poor dad'
and come across an interesting paragraph.

"if you look at the the life of the average-educated, hard-working person, there is a similar path. the child is born and goes to school. the proud parents are exicited because the child excels, gets fair to good grades, and is accepted into a colledge. the child graduates, maybe goes on to graduate school and does exactly as programmed: looks for a safe, secure job or career.the child finds that job, maybe as a doctor or a lawyer, or joins the army or works for the government. generally, the child begins to make money, credit card starts to arrive in mass, and the shopping begins, if it already hasn't.
having money to burn, the child goes to places where other young people like them hang out, and they meet people, and they date, and sometimes they get married. life is wonderful now, because today, both men and women work. two incomes are bliss. they feel successful, their future is bright, and they decide to buy a house, a car, a television, take vacations and have children. the happy bundle arrives. the demand for cash is enormous. the happy couple decides that their careers are vitally important and begin to work harder, seeking promotions and raises. the raises come, and so does another children, and the need for a bigger house. they work harder, become better employees, even more dedicated. they go back to school to get more specialised skills so that they can earn more money. maybe they take a second job. their incomes go up, but so does the tax bracket they're in and the real estate taxes on their new large home, and their Social Security taxes, and all the other taxes. they get their large paycheck and wonder all the money went. they buy some mutual funds and buy groceries with their credit card. the children reach 5 or 6 years of age, and the need to save for colledge increases as well as the need to save for their retirement."

and a meaniful poem.

"The Road Not Taken
two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
and sorry i could not travel both
and be one traveler, long i stood
and looked down one as far as i could
to where it bent in the undergrowth;

then took the other, as just as fair,
and because perhaps the better claim,
because it was grassy and wanted wear
through as for that the passing there
had worn them really about the same,

and both that morning equally lay
in leaves no step that trodden black.
oh, i kept the first for another day!
yet knowing how way leads onto way,
i doubted if i should ever come back.

i shall be telling this with a sigh
somewhere ages and ages hance;
two roads diverged in a wood, and i-
i took the road less traveled by,
and that has made all the difference."


i'm taking a step back, to view everything in a different perspect.

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