An adaptation-Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
Whose loans these are I think I know.
My house is in the city though;
There is no way I can stop here
To watch my balance go to zero
My loan agent must think it queer
For me to take loan after loan
Between my salary and assets
A collapsing BSE and rising inflation.
He gives his head a shake as if
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the pen
Of easy money and instant fame.
The worlds are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have mortgages to pay,
And many EMI’s to go before I sleep,
And many EMI’s to go before I sleep.
You buy furniture. You tell yourself, this is the last sofa I will ever need in my life. Buy the sofa, then for a couple years you’re satisfied that no matter what goes wrong, at least you’ve got your sofa issue handled. Then the right set of dishes. Then the perfect bed. The drapes. The rug. Then you’re trapped in your lovely nest, and the things you used to own, now they own you.
~Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club, Chapter 5
That is how I feel nowadays.
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