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Friday, April 24, 2015

The Last Penny - Chapter 4 - Why That Plan?



Dan went over to the kitchen, Srini followed him. The task of getting the roast out and serving the meal gave Dan just the break he needed to compose himself and think.

The two friends sat down to have dinner. Srini poured out the Chill-wine. Dan brought out one of his own favourite country wine that Srini too liked. They served the meal on the plates, sat down and ate quietly. Both were hungry and surprisingly the quiet helped them eat. Srini seemed to eat well, while Dan's appetite was a little impacted by the news. Thoughts were racing through his mind and he knew better than to show them or talk about them now. "All in good time," he knew as Srini was fond of saying.

Dan knew that Srini had a very good relationship with both his children. He was not sure if Srini did not want to leave them anything. Even if that were the case, from what he knew, the kids would not mind. They were independent, hardworking and had never shown any desire or expectation from Srini. If anything they would try and help and pitch in anytime they thought he might need something. But still, he was aware of the normal instinct of a parent to leave something behind for their kids. A few did not for specific reasons. Dan had dealt with the business side of such legal wills and wishes.

After a quiet dinner, the two friends walked over to the couch and sat across from each other, their half-filled wine glasses in hand. Srini looked at Dan's concerned face with a cheeky smile.
It appeared he could guess what was going through Dan's mind that he did not want to ask. He just wanted to listen.

"Dan, it is not that I don't want to leave anything for my kids. Sure I do. That is only part of it. I want to give them something as soon as possible. I want to spend the rest myself and leave with just a penny."

"Of course Srini, you can do what you want with your money and assets. I will see that it is done legally according to your wishes. I cannot personally give you the legal advice, but Steve my manager can. He is the one qualified to do so. I can tell you the tax implications and suggest strategies. I have worked on cases with him where the children got nothing and contested the will. We did the right thing. But can I ask why and how you came to such a decision?"

 "I have long had a faith and belief," said Srini with a faraway look in his eyes,"I think I got it from my grandfather. He worked hard and struggled, but fate always seemed against him. He did everything he could for my father and us, as little children. He was dead set against borrowing or getting into debt.  But he finally did it out of desperation to pay for my father's education and paid it off. He then borrowed to help treat my brother's illness. He expected to pay that off before he died, but could not manage it. He had to witness a repossession of some things in the days before he died. I remember on his death bed, he bade us all goodbye and had a message for my father and blessings for us. We all witnessed it."

Dan listened quietly.

Srini continued, "My grandfather said he had tried to live to our ancient cultural maxim that we come into this world with nothing and we leave taking nothing with us. But if we leave it without owing anything to anybody, paying all our debts with the last penny, it was a measure of a successful life. He expressed regret that he was not able to do so. He apologised to his children and blessed them.

"I hope you can die without owing anything to anyone, even if you die with your last penny just spent. You will have done better than I did. I hope your children do better than you do," said my grandfather to my father.  My father worked hard all his life and achieved that. He died with nothing to his name, but he did not leave us any debts. I want to do one better than my dad according to his and grandfather's wishes. I want to die with just a penny to my name. I want to hold it in my hand and take it with me. One of my heroes - and Indian actor called Ashok Kumar, did this. He wanted to take something to give his maker, as he put it," Srini said smiling, with a calm firm conviction that was born of a long, deep seated desire.

Dan was surprised a bit to hear this. He had seen Srini work and plan to grow his business and wealth just like anyone else he had seen, who wanted more, wanted to live really well and leave behind a sizable fortune to his family and to some dear causes. Dan realised he was witnessing the revelation of deep cultural roots, beliefs and memories of a distant land and culture in his friend's explanation.




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