Tipping The Scales

Well, from the title you’d probably think that this is,well an article on weight management, well to tell you the truth I am a bit “BIG-BONED”, but that’s a post for another time.

So anyway, there’s this age old question that’s always got ,many people working their behinds off(literally), to solve.

what is it, you ask?

Why do you wanna be successful ?

Well successful is a vague term, we’ll get to that in a bit.But this thing, every human born in life will want to grow up and earn money, he/she will want to have a good job that keeps that person well fed and clothed in a posh home and well with all the luxuries the heart may desire! Why do you want to have such a life? I’ve always been the kind of guy who says , Happiness is a choice and is self dependent,it depends on YOU and ONLY you. Well speaking strictly objectively if one has the mental stigma to approach the everyday paradigm in life with just the right outlook, they’re bound to realize that no matter what happens all you need to be happy is the correct state of mind.You can get a HUGE grin on your face even after the heaviest of losses, all you have to do it, will it.Happiness is ALWAYS a choice, I’d say.You just have to know how to make it.

But at times we might need external agents to give us that push, for example there’s nothing that will put a smile on your face like having a Banana Split Sundae after an extra tiring day at work!( Talk about a Monkey’s Incentive 😉 )

But People often associate happiness( in the long term) with having a decent education, a five figure salary, a luxury home, a car, and I could go on… And well I might as well be the biggest hypocrite on the planet but I yearn for all these things too.Perhaps more than the ordinary Samaritan,but I think there’s a difference. The “End” is the same, but the reason  for the “want” is however, VERY different.

Most people would want all the above so that they can live the rest of their life without worrying their butts off, live in peace and all that,  but I don’t really want this for the same reasons.

Now, getting back to the title, The “Tipping” in the title actually refers to handing out a “Tip”, you know to the waiter at the restaurant and the like.So why relate this with that, you ask? Well this is in fact my reason.Well , it might sound very silly but I wanna be successful in life grow up proper and get a good job and the rest because I want to tip big! 😀
Well as crazy and trivial as that sounds I guess that’s what started this whole desire to be top dog. To be able to tip well, and yeah, this does come with a back story, so here goes….

‘Not so long ago, there was a starry eyed, plump little kid who along with his father went shopping, he grasped and held tight onto his father’s hand as they traversed across the Bazaar street, filled with goods and frolicking customers, as they made their way to each store he noticed the way his father shopped. He bought only what was essential and ALWAYS drove a good bargain, he never over payed nor indulged in anything too expensive, but that’s how every Indian shops, but what caught the little child’s eye was something that wasn’t a part of the shopping. They were dining at a restaurant that night, a special monthly treat for the kid,after dinner was done he noticed the waiter bringing with him the bill,The father payed the bill and also handed him a tip after the meal.The Waiter’s face lit up after seeing a solid Ten rupee note.

This would happen at every interaction, whether it was the kid who delivered the grocery or the guy who works late night shifts at the fuel pump,the security guard who was almost asleep,  the father always tipped them all.And the kid was able to see an expression so splendid, he saw only very rarely, an expression of pure joy and happiness.’

And so ends the tale of the Plump little kid.So what is so intriguing about this little story? I live in India, a country which is known for it’s poverty and unsophisticated state of living, where a little cash can go a long way.And well tipping isn’t a luxury my dad could afford back then, but he did it anyway.He did not indulge in anything for himself but would always give a rather generous tip. Present day, things have taken a turn for the better, we’re not so bad in financial terms anymore, and still there’s one thing my dad doesn’t change about his shopping , the Tipping.He’d always make sure He got his hundreds into tens and twenties to tip.and another peculiar thing was that he’s always hand me over the money and let me tip him/her.And no wonder I was so affected by the smile, since I was the guy handing out the money everyone smiled at me,(they also might’ve smiled because I was the most adorable kid,EVER 😉 ) and anyway, so yeah! This went on and it still does go on till date, A Nineteen year old who always tips twenty bucks or more!

So this is why I want to be successful,To laugh often and love much; to win the respect of intelligent persons and the affection of children; to earn the approbation of honest citizens and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to give of one’s self; to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to have played and laughed with enthusiasm and sung with exultation; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived—this is to have succeeded.

But most of all to help, This not only goes with tipping because you don’t really have to earn a lot to tip big, you’ve just got to do some creative accounting, but for me I want to take it a step further, sponsor and orphans education, help a kid who’s in need of dire medical attention and one day maybe even start a trust fund,I’ve already thought of the name.

And as a closing note, I would like for my tomb stone to say

“Balaji Jothinayagam

Beloved Husband,father and

Generous Tipper”

 

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3 thoughts on “Tipping The Scales

  1. Haha 😀 You know some might say you like bribing people to have them in your pockets. 😉 Aspiring philanthropist or politician?

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