Moneybags
Was that a rock? I couldn’t get my eyes off her fifty-carat diamond
on her hand. She’d just stepped off her Rolls Royce to join me to a reunion
lunch. It’s so delightful when you can meet a school friend and bond after
ages, the connect is sans all façade and pretense. So she’d really done well
for herself I happily commented. A tiny shadow crossed her face, and it wasn’t
long until she confided about a life with all the trappings and an okay
marriage but a marriage without much friendship, companionship, and shared moments of
fun, laughter, movies, foodie dates and even the sharing of some happy
camaraderie.
There are stories and stories of marriages to wealthy gentlemen,
snidely referred to as 'moneybags' but I have seen the veneer lose its sheen
after a span of flashing the rock on the finger, the rows of Jimmy Choo’s, Prada’s
et al If money is the only thing going for it. You guessed it. Life can be
lonely, empty and dissatisfying when the only consideration for the marriage
has been money- as you look on at a laughing young couple surrendering their
monthly instalment on the 'Godrej' Sofa-cum-bed, having a bhelpuri dinner and
catching a bus home, because it’s the end of the month!
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