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A Need for Greed

I was having a discussion a while back with an individual (a friend now) who was in a state of panic having been pink slipped. With the market being the way it was it made her extremely shaky about her future. She had applied to various concerns, sought the help of headhunters, but nothing. There were numerous loans to pay off, a baby on the way and to top it all her husband was diagnosed with a critical illness. Her family offered their support and financial assistance but she refused and chose to brave the storm overcoming one hurdle at a time independently. Received a call from a her couple of days ago and was so happy to hear that she is doing very well now; has a lovely baby boy but sadly lost her husband to cancer.

On the other side of the coin we come across others who do not think twice about spending their parents or relative’s hard earned money. They prep up their appearance, domicile, and even cite tax hassles as a reason for the expenditure! While the benefactors are alive the awardees ignore them, but once the person is in the casket, they demand their pound of flesh. Leeches or what?

A friend of a friend was dealt with this blow. She was not given any chunk of property because … she was born female! She was extremely upset at the injustice of it. But instead of whining she worked hard and has done extremely well. With stories similar to this doing the rounds, it is mean when a person gets short changed for want of sharing a common surname or because of their gender. While some choose legal recourse to avail their pound, others lick their wounds and try to move on, and there are still some who have no choice but accept defeat. And then there are many who make it on their own steam. But the ones who inherit property in an unjust fashion are definitely going downhill… Agree?

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