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Rising expenses

30th August 2012

There is something that runs in my blood as fast as RBCs - stingyness? I wouldn't exactly call it that, because I love gifting people stuff. I guess I'm very money-conscious. I try to save every rupee that I can. I find joy in saving even a paise. So I just can't get over the fact that things have become to expensive in India - and one of the most scary things that have become expensive besides the petrol is - FOOD! The most basic necessity of our lives.

Somehow everyone seems to be used to this. They're used to paying 40-50 bucks for a sandwich and 100+ rupees for every meal of the day. Tomatoes have gone from 5 to 10 for quarter kilo. A pack of 10 Good day biscuits have gone from 15 to 22 bucks. The packet is much bigger than its contents and Lays! Don't even ask about lays potato chips. They're such frauds. The contents have around 20 slices of chips, that's visually 1/4th of the packet, and it costs Rs. 10 for that! I feel I can just buy potatoes and make fries instead - if only I had a kitchen here, and a lot more time in the day, but, unfortunately, being a hosteler doesn't give you that privilege. Peanuts, which are manufactured here in Loni itself and are known to be the common man's snack cost me 45 bucks a tiny packet.

If you even go to a dhaba today in Loni, the remotest part of Pune city, the cold drink there (maybe coke) has an MRP of 16, but they charge you 25. I was furious so I looked for the consumer code forums online. I wasted 1 hour of my day knowing that nobody would address my problems. The Indian government is a massive corrupt and disorganized body that couldn't care less for the people of India. Everything goes around in circles and you never get answers or justice. It's rather upsetting.

So, basically, I just wanted to express my opinion here. I'd like to know what you guys think, and if you can get over it.
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Revelations of a Tangled Me said…
Yea ur right dude..lays!! im a big fan of chips n ther r too few chips in ther..thats when i buy cheeseballs..they r filled til d brim :P..
and yea..i also prefer french fries made at home to lays these days.. :)
August 31, 2012 at 5:58 PM
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