I too had a dream last night. Yes, you got it right. It was about a treasure lying buried beneath my house. This has me buried, sorry, worried. A buried treasure calls for digging. There is already a great deal of digging going on in the town. Someone is digging for building a metro and someone for widening the road. Again someone is digging for laying cables and someone is digging just in the hope of getting a contract for leveling the very potholes created by him. Some people are digging deep into the state finances for distributing gadgets amongst the young. In the villages they are digging up ponds, then leveling them and then digging it up again, all under MNREGA. The digging spree has now spread to dilapidated structures and barren lands too. All thanks to a person like me who has nothing better to do than dream!
Amidst all this digging the only digging-free zone left to a common man is his home; dear sweet home! The very thought that this only shelter is also going to succumb to the digging spree all around it is indeed frightening.
Feeling terribly scared I approached a wise friend for counselling and advice. He gave a long and deep thought to my dream. Then he asked me if I still read financial news even after my retirement. When I said yes, he probed further. He specifically asked me if I had read the item that said that yields on reverse mortgage by senior citizens might triple after recent interventions and contemplated tax breaks. When I said yes, his eyes lit up.
"So", said my wise friend, "it is your subconscious underscoring that dream to force your attention to the news. The gold doesn't lie beneath the house, the house is it!" And if you are interested in that symbolic gold, relax: You don't have to dig. Leave it to your bankers with a reverse mortgage. And even they will have to wait for your grave to be dug first before they can sell it to a fellow who will be obliged to demolish the old structure and dig afresh for a new one. But then you would have been assured of a digging-free shelter for your whole long life.
You dig?
Amidst all this digging the only digging-free zone left to a common man is his home; dear sweet home! The very thought that this only shelter is also going to succumb to the digging spree all around it is indeed frightening.
Feeling terribly scared I approached a wise friend for counselling and advice. He gave a long and deep thought to my dream. Then he asked me if I still read financial news even after my retirement. When I said yes, he probed further. He specifically asked me if I had read the item that said that yields on reverse mortgage by senior citizens might triple after recent interventions and contemplated tax breaks. When I said yes, his eyes lit up.
"So", said my wise friend, "it is your subconscious underscoring that dream to force your attention to the news. The gold doesn't lie beneath the house, the house is it!" And if you are interested in that symbolic gold, relax: You don't have to dig. Leave it to your bankers with a reverse mortgage. And even they will have to wait for your grave to be dug first before they can sell it to a fellow who will be obliged to demolish the old structure and dig afresh for a new one. But then you would have been assured of a digging-free shelter for your whole long life.
You dig?
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