The Mutual Fund Statement

Sneha opened her mutual fund statement for the first time in two years, braced like a student before results. The number was green. She checked the date, thinking it was a mistake. She checked the app, thinking it was a bug. She called her husband and said, ‘Is this ours?’ He said yes, nervously, as if admitting a crime. For two years they had done nothing except forget to stop the SIP. ‘So the secret,’ she said, ‘is being too lazy to quit?’ The advisor later said patience was the strategy. Sneha preferred her explanation. It fit on a coffee mug.