Budgeting for you.

Budgeting for you.

To being more responsible,

The day like any other. The all too familiar scene of your parents standing in front of you with the face you’ve seen them make all too many times. All the instances you did something wrong flashesto you. And you know, you know there’s a lonnnggg list. Your parents stand in their battle stances and on instict so do you. The first blow comes and you flinch. In their hands instead of a an attack, is the keys to adult hood. The keys being a square plastic card you’ve wanted for so long. Your own credit/debit card. Not the plastic card itself but what it holds. With that, all the attention and thoughts divert to all the things you can buy; and most are under the illusion that, that card entails a huge never ending sum of money.

The next phrases coming out of your parents mouth is unregistered and in the next week you realise that the never ending sum of money clearly does have an ending.

You begin wondering where the money even went. I for one thought that, I didn’t even spend that much. I begin making a list of  all the things I spent that money on. Honestly, bad decision.

At this point, I don’t even know why I bought those tacky neon pink socks.

Wait a second where are they even.

Also, I just realised that I don’t even wear shoes that often.

The all time self realisation came when I realised, that the swiggy guy rings the door bell more often than my friends do. (wait a second while I go open the door for my swiggy guy).

Now, the difference between need and want finally dawns upon you. A reluctant part of you now admits that sometimes your parents do make sense after all (don’t worry your secret’s safe with me). The next step is when you realise that you need to start being nice to your parents and making promises to be trusted again so there’s something more than the 0 in your bank balance.

Then comes the promise of managing wealth better. Some of you guys out there probabally go that extra mile and google-‘how to budget’. (Okay okay im guilty of this too).  I even began typing down the amount and object im spending on as soon as I spend it.

Its like there’s a voice at the back of my head warning me before I make another impulsive purchase of those socks - oh wait it’s called conscience.

Hi there, havent seen you in a while. (I swear I heard it growl)

Now, on a serious note, I know most of our expenses are food or travel. I know it’s exciting to finally get away from ‘ghar ka khana’ but, you’ll start wondering how you’re sick all the time or how ‘suddenly’ the digits on the weighing machine are far more than you last chacked.

News flash: its coz you’re eating unhealthy and not becaouse the machine is broken. And I promise, if  just climb those extra stairs the food you get in your hostel actually tastes pretty good! Also, I’m so glad that my student housing (MyRoomie Magnolia) is walkable distance from univeristy so that I don’t have to deal with the Bangalore traffic. Thereby, cost reduction. Overall, it’s a pretty win-win situation. You’ll now ‘suddenly’ wonder how you lost so much weight.

Morale: just walk a little more and eat healthy.  

So now, the swiggy guy doesn’t knock, soo I’m a lot lonelier but atleast my bank account is being friendlier. (I think? I’m SORRY but I’m still learning)

Life update: I’m getting along with my Conscience now and I haven’t bought another pair of socks. Okay I’m sorry just one more. That’s all I swear!

Yours truly,

Aashlesha Holla

(who’s still trying to figure out the whole budgeting thing)

P.s- I hope you’re doing a better job at this than I am! ☺