At the breakfast table, my son reads out some recent news from his Iphone - "Just eight individuals, all men, own as much wealth as the poorest half of the world's population, Oxfam said on Monday in a report..."
Oh really? who are they? I ask goggle eyed unable to suppress my curiosity.
"The eight individuals named in the report are Gates, Inditex founder Amancio Ortega, veteran investor Warren Buffett, Mexico's Carlos Slim, Amazon boss Jeff Bezos, Facebook's Mark Zuckerberg, Oracle's Larry Ellison and former New York City mayor Michael Bloomberg." he continues to read.
Astonishment apart this piece of news really set me thinking, entering into the age old debate (with my own inner self) on how much money is enough. There is always a constant tug of war between our needs and wants. People often console themselves by saying that love is the utmost important factor in life and money ranks a poor sixth or seventh place maybe, if we were to do some rankings.
The Billy Graham quote we held as a gospel truth since childhood begins to rhyme in my head,
'When wealth is lost, nothing is lost; when health is lost, something is lost; when character is lost, all is lost.'
How true! But the desire to earn or possess more money is omnipresent for many of us poor mortals, isn't it? And I'm not even talking about people below poverty line here. I'm thinking about ordinary middle/upper- middle class folks. we always keep wishing for a better house, a better car, a raised social stature, all of which come at a price; that of being a rich person. But is having loads of money the real meaning of being rich? I get an answer from author Mitch Albom's book Tuesdays with Morrie.
"You don't need the latest sports car, you don't need the biggest house..... You know what really gives you satisfaction?
Your time. Your concern."