I kind of wonder at times, what do the ultra richie rich do with their money.  Rather how do they spend it in a short span, and search for that happiness.

• Do they wear brand new, branded undergarments with every shower?
• Do they sleep on a new muslin imported mattress everyday?
• Do they change their wardrobe and footwear with a new Manish Malhotra etc etc every morning?
• Do they eat dry fruits and roti studded with pearls and diamonds and rubies?
• Do they breathe elixir of life from the heaven, or shit the filth of the universe in a platinum pot?

What is that unusual thing they do for happiness, THAT I CAN’T DO, in my middle class living ?

This thought intrigues me.

I am not ultra richie rich but I find, I am happy.

And more happy is the man who eats full tummy at night and sleeps on the floor with a shot of desi tharra, after releasing himself on his unconcerned wife rearing six babies, not bothering for the physical perils or money that he may envisage the following day.