This Place is Taken

Wednesday, January 7, 2015

On Frugality

 

Ti's a new year, and one of the things I am hoping is to become more responsible in my financial life. Growing up in a town in Kerala, frugality is a point my parents used to enforce on my every day. Be it the way I decide what to buy, to what kind of people I hang out with and even the way I spend my little pocket money, we were asked to rethink it financially. The collective result of this endeavour is that today I think about 50 times before making any purchase. I may not be earning in huge amounts or have the luxury of a plush home and big car, but I am able to meet my needs, and save the bulk of my income. And thankfully, my wife also comes from similar upbringing, so she shares my point of view.

But things are not the same for people around me. Every day in office, I see my colleagues spending every dime on repeated online shopping purchases. Already in this first week of the new year, many of them have ordered new laptops, smartphones, jackets and shoes. On an average, our office gets about 2 shipment deliveries a week, it's double that during festivities. Last year, two of them bought new cars, brand new from the showroom. And all the while, I hear them talking of rising credit card bills and upcoming EMIs for loan payments. I would be the only one on the floor who has not EMIs at the moment. My monthly credit card bills for the only card I have never cross 1500/- Rs, I use it only for petrol bills and once I recharge my pre-paid cellphone for 300 /-, I am good for 2 months. I can never imagine getting a bill with more than 4 figures on it, yet everyone around me live with such numbers.One of my colleagues recently invested 3.4 lakhs in 'Interior Design' - she bought 2 beds (cots) , 1 cupboard, and kitchen shelves ! Obviously they did not do their homework because they could have got everything under 50,000/- if they had just got on the road to check price instead of online shopping.

Its Not how much you earn, its how much you save. These words of wizdom were given to be by my Father. He was born into poverty, the fifth of eight children. When everyone else looked up to the government and others for help, he decided the only one whom he could depend upon was he himself. He worked  his way out of poverty, and was able to provide enough for us, his children. He doesn't have any magical trick, or special education which helped him. And he didn't do anything illegal either. He just lived by his golden rule, work hard, and save whatever you can. If it was not for him, I would not be here typing these in today. But he was also careful that we kids do not get carried away with this new found success. We too had to earn it.

When I grew up , and started working, it was in a big city: Chennai. Expenses were high, and life was shiny, so I got carried away a little. But not too much. I always managed to prevent impulsive shopping, and managed to send half of my earnings home, a practice my then roommates would call impossible. I was not smart enough to make money off the stock market, and I surely didnot have any spare time for any side business. I just stuck to what I knew, and found it worked good enough for me. But I needed help, and some direction. There was no dearth of information on the internet, but lets be frank, the web is overloaded with crap, people reposting multiple times and often sharing things illegal. But I found two sites which stood out, they covered different areas of financial freedom, yet was enough for anyone willing to improve financially.

JagoInvestor sounds like one of those government slogans against corruption, but its actually a private blog and services run by some very inspiring individuals, and specialy made of Indians. I think their original aim was to inspire people to invest in various products in the market, but they soon switched to help their readers to save, and make sound financial decisions, covering a wide range of topics from stock markets, to tax calculations and spread awareness of shrewd marketing ploys of banks and investment companies, and about reliable products with strong performances. Many many Indians have managed to turn their financial lives around because of this team. I too came to know about Indian Government's Public Provident Fund, just because I found you could easily transfer money online to it. I also shutdown an Insurance Policy I had which I had taken not thinking through properly. I discontinued it and took a cheaper term plan. I also parked some money in some Mutual Funds and have found it has paid off better. If you are in India, and want to know how you can save some more, then please visit Jagoinvestor soon.

The other site I stumbled across purely by chance, their article on the true cost of commuting was picked up by Lifehacker, and soon linked to by the whole internet that side of the Atlantic sea. This was because Mr Money Moustache resides in the US of A , and retired at the early age of 30 (my current age) and now lives a more fun , active and free life than your average American. Living expenses in US are in the highest in the world, and most Americans work their whole lives and are still not able to make enough to retire. But he defies all odds and does the impossible, and asks and inspires others too to do the same. The magic formula he uses: frugality. Now since his advice is on life in the US, they cannot be applied completely in India, but a few of his tips are timeless and valid wherever you live. Like his advice to ditch the car, get a bike, and living closer to place of work, even if it is a tiny bit expensive. Others about Aquaponics, brewing your own beer, getting a cheaper pre-paid phone, and living an healthier life without spending at the gym is not for everyone. He explains the difference between cheapness and frugality clearly, and makes it clear that it is not for everyone ! As a result, I took a job closer to my home in Bangalore, cancelled my cable TV connection, and switched to a cheaper pre-paid connection. The savings in fuel alone have opened my eyes to how much I could have saved if I had thought of this earlier.

Another site I tumbled across is the Art Of Manliness. Its not a site about finances and frugality, but rather on how to be a better human, specifically a man. You can call it an online men's magazine , but it does not contain the sleaziness and materialistic nature you see generally. The site has a vintage feel, and uses pictures and classical drawings which invoke nostalgia. Everything from managing your expenses, dressing up better, cooking healthier meals, and overcoming your fears is covered , along with many tips and tricks.

We are turning into an increasingly consumerist society, people just think of consuming more, thinking of new ways to spend their hard earned money, hoping it will improve their social/professional life, a better status and all that.. The bigger issue is that they confuse frugality to being cheap, and don't bother to save all those nickels and dimes they lose daily. While I find solace and pride in my way of life, I hope others too wake up to reality. Soon.

Gadget Goodies From He's Just Not That Into You

 

Conor Is a BB Boy

Conor-BB-Boy

The loveable real estate agent Conor (Kevin Connolly) used his black BlackBerry Pearl for both business and pleasure.

Photo courtesy of Warner Bros

Gigi Rocked Modern and Vintage

Gigi-Rocked-Modern-Vintage

I was lovin' Gigi's (Ginnifer Goodwin's) choice of telephones. By day she rocked the pink retro hand held, and by night, she was all about — what appeared to be — a LG Lotus. Who can forget the bathroom scene when she called Alex for guy advice?

Photo courtesy of Warner Bros

Ben Is a BlackBerry Bad Boy

Ben-BlackBerry-Bad-Boy

Ben, played by Bradley Cooper, was both naughty and nice in the movie. And what else did he drag into his escapades besides women? His BlackBerry Curve.

Photo courtesy of Warner Bros

Janine Flipped Out With the BB 8220

Janine-Flipped-Out-BB-8220

I couldn't exactly make out Janine's cell phone, but it did closely resemble a BlackBerry Pearl Flip 8220 — one smokin' hot phone!

Photo courtesy of Warner Bros

Alex Is a Total Gadget Guy

Alex-Total-Gadget-Guy

If we weren't watching Alex play Xbox 360 and PS2 games with friends on his big flatscreen TV, we were keeping track of his hilarious back-and-forth phone conversations with Gigi on his Motorola MOTO W755.

Photo courtesy of Warner Bros

Mary Goes High-Tech

Mary-Goes-High-Tech

Drew Barrymore's character Mary, was so up in arms about technology the entire movie, yet she was the most "connected" out of anyone. If she wasn't MySpacing dates on her iMac, she was texting and chatting on her red BlackBerry Curve!

Wednesday, December 31, 2014

A Cold and Wet New Year

 

Glitter Text Generator

 

Wish you a Happy and Brand New 2015 ! That's one good thing about getting a new year, you get to start again. On a clean slate. From Square one. Again.

Here in Bangalore , its cold and rainy down here, just the way I like it. Since January 1 is a holiday for most companies here, the roads were empty ,so it was a nice drive down a wet empty roads for me.

image

I was just going through today morning's news on the web, from India. This was what I got.

tmp134A

tmp29A8

This New Year has already started with death and destruction. Kind of ruins hope for me.

I sincerely hope this ill fate does not stay the whole year.

Thursday, December 25, 2014

There's something about Christmas

 

Aaah…the cool breeze, falling temperatures, steady coffee, and in my case, a running nose and sore throat: all signs that the current month is December. I like the weather cool, but its not the same the other way round. And December is probably my favourite month of the year. I used to go to a Christian missionary school, so we used to celebrate each and every Christian holiday on the calendar, specially Christmas. Initially I used to hate the festivities , being a Hindu myself, I could not relate to many traditions Christians followed. But I gradually realized that Christmas is not just about the Prayers and Churches and the fasting, the endless Bible reading. The spirit of Christmas was about caring , and sharing, and some enjoying a few comforts of life with near and dear ones. Nowhere can this spirit be better seen , than in Charles Dickens' legacy novel: A Christmas Carol.

Funny, this play has a special place in all of my Christmas holidays, I have read, watched or at least thought of this little story every Christmas. Every annual day, a portion of this story, or its entirety would be chosen for a play. The most popular section is without a doubt the part were the second ghost, the Ghost of Christmas present, shows Uncle Scrooge the Christmas dinner at the Cratchit house. Bob Cratchit, his employee, is very poor, draws an even poorer salary from Scrooge, but has a large family to feed. The Cratchit family comprises of him, his wife, three daughters, three sons, the youngest of which , Tiny Tim, is crippled. The Cratchits live a measerly life, and Christmas is probably the only time of the year they indulge, and this is the time the Ghost and Scrooge decides to visit them.

Such a bustle ensued that you might have thought a goose the rarest of all birds; a feathered phenomenon, to which a black swan was a matter of course — and in truth it was something very like it in that house. Mrs Cratchit made the gravy (ready beforehand in a little saucepan) hissing hot; Master Peter mashed the potatoes with incredible vigour; Miss Belinda sweetened up the apple-sauce; Martha dusted the hot plates; Bob took Tiny Tim beside him in a tiny corner at the table; the two young Cratchits set chairs for everybody, not forgetting themselves, and mounting guard upon their posts, crammed spoons into their mouths, lest they should shriek for goose before their turn came to be helped. At last the dishes were set on, and grace was said. It was succeeded by a breathless pause, as Mrs Cratchit, looking slowly all along the carving knife, prepared to plunge it in the breast; but when she did, and when the long expected gush of stuffing issued forth, one murmur of delight arose all round the board and even Tiny Tim, excited by the two young Cratchits, beat on the table with the handle of his knife, and feebly cried Hurrah! -

There never was such a goose. Bob said he didn’t believe there ever was such a goose cooked. Its tenderness and flavour, size and cheapness, were the themes of universal admiration. Eked out by apple-sauce and mashed potatoes, it was a sufficient dinner for the whole family; indeed, as Mrs Cratchit said with great delight (surveying one small atom of bone upon the dish), they hadn’t ate it all particular, were steeped in sage and onion to the eyebrows! But now, the plates being changed by Miss Belinda, Mrs Cratchit left the room alone — too nervous to bear witness — to take the pudding up and bring it in.

Suppose it should not be done enough! Suppose it should break in turning out! Suppose somebody should have got over the wall of the back-yard, and stolen it, while they were merry with the goose — and supposition at which the two young Cratchits became livid! All sorts of horrors were supposed.

Hallo! A great deal of steam! The pudding was out of the copper. A smell like a washing-day! That was the cloth. A smell like an eating-house and a pastrycook’s next door to each other, with a laundress’s next door to that! That was the pudding! In half a minute Mrs Cratchit entered — flushed by smiling proudly — with the pudding, like a speckled cannon-ball, so hard and firm, blazing in half of half-a-quartern of ignited brandy, and bedight with Christmas holly stuck into the top.

Oh, a wonderful pudding! Bob Cratchit said, and calmly too, that he regarded it as the greatest success achieved by Mrs Cratchit since their marriage. Mrs Cratchit said that now the weight was off her mind, she would confess she had her doubts about the quantity of flour. Everybody had something to say about it, but nobody said or thought it was at all a small pudding for a large family. It would have been flat heresy to do so. Any Cratchit would have blushed to hint at such a thing.

At last the dinner was all done, the cloth was cleared, the hearth swept, and the fire made up. The compound in the jug being tasted, and considered perfect, apples and oranges were put upon the table, and a shovel-full of chestnuts on the fire. Then all the Cratchit family drew round the hearth, in what Bob Cratchit called a circle, meaning half a one; and at Bob Cratchit’s elbow stood the family display of glass. Two tumblers, and a custard-cup without a handle.

These held the hot stuff from the jug, however, as well as golden goblets would have done; and Bob served it out with beaming looks, while the chestnuts on the fire sputtered and cracked noisily. Then Bob proposed:

‘A Merry Christmas to us all, my dears. God bless us!’ Which all the family re-echoed.

‘God bless us every one!’ said Tiny Tim, the last of all.

The scene described is so vivid ! You can actually the whole family sitting down together for dinner together, helping each other, passing around small utensils, and slurping up every last morsel, with a cosy fire going in the fireplace nearby. The whole family shares what little they can afford, and makes sure everyone is properly fed and cared for. What more does one want ?

 

 

15891497877_0f1e1175cb_b