A Guilty Homage

Some confessions before I begin ..This post started with lots of emotional outburst at first (which was originally filled with hatred) which I later removed for reasons some will understand .. I wanted to write a lot but when I did start writing, I found that I didnt have a lot to say … I felt so guilty that I changed the title of the post.

Here’s to all of you who left us during the recent unfortunate incidents..Here’s to all those who I never knew ..  We might have crossed the road in the same subway .. I might have smiled at your young children .. You might’ve helped me in finding a milestone .. We might’ve shared the same movie taste .. We might’ve helped each other unknowingly ..

These are the moments when one’s faith in higher power is shattered (and someone else’s faith is strengthened ) but I have to confess that I didnt know how to react when people started calling and then telling me that I was lucky not to be at the fateful place .. I was afraid that I’ll hear some bad news any minute .. I kept myself cut off from tv and news .. wasting my time at office pretending to be working and unafraid and uncaring .. But I did care .. You know I did ..

I now understand that I feel more pity for the people who did this than hatred towards them .. I pity them .. I pity their mothers who’ll now never admit that they gave birth to some monsters .. I pity them because I know they met their end on the wrong path .. They dont deserve to get more mention here that this much ..

People say that those who left us have gone to a better place now .. I know it sounds consoling .. But I know this world is left poorer when you are gone .. I know that we’ve lost something which we can never get again ..

… . .. I wonder what was going through your mind in your last minutes ..  Here’s to everyone whom I’ll never see again now .. I mourn for you .. And I feel guilty that I couldnt do anything in your time of horror and pain .. I really wish that this never wouldve happened .. 

Rest in peace all of you .. I’d like believe you’ve really gone to a better place .. .. (Not you who did all this … You’ll rot in hell)

My Two Pence of Change

So we are hearing a lot about change these days .. I decided to contribute some to this global change we are witnessing ..
Two Pence of Change

Two Pence of Change

 

So instead of becoming another Abdullah deewana in begaani shadi, better start something constructive ..
And no .. This doenst mean you start creating another strip like I did .. Though I wont call this a start .. I dunno if I’d really post more strips .. I cant draw .. and copy pasting in IrfanView and Paint is a nightmare ..

The bubble that burst

Here is nice read I found somewhere on the net describing the current economic scenario. Read it even if you dont know crap about markets :

Once there was a little island country. The land of this country was the tiny island itself. The total money in circulation was 2 dollars as there were only two pieces of 1 dollar coins circulating around.

(1) There were 3 citizens living on this island country. A owned the land. B and C each owned 1 dollar.

(2) B decided to purchase the land from A for 1 dollar. So, now A and C own 1 dollar each while B ownes a piece of land that is worth 1 dollar.

* The net asset of the country now = 3 dollars.

(3) Now C thought that since there is only one piece of land in the country, and land is non producible asset, its value must definitely go up. So, he borrowed 1 dollar from A, and together with his own 1 dollar, he bought the land from B for 2 dollars.

* A has a loan to C of 1 dollar, so his net asset is 1 dollar.
* B sold his land and got 2 dollars, so his net asset is 2 dollars.
* C owned the piece of land worth 2 dollars but with his 1 dollar debt to A, his net residual asset is 1 dollar.
* Thus, the net asset of the country = 4 dollars.

(4) A saw that the land he once owned has risen in value. He regretted having sold it. Luckily, he has a 1 dollar loan to C. He then borrowed 2 dollars from B and acquired the land back from C for 3 dollars. The payment is by 2 dollars cash (which he borrowed) and cancellation of the 1 dollar loan to C. As a result, A now ownes a piece of land that is worth 3 dollars. But since he owes B 2 dollars, his net asset is 1 dollar.

* B loaned 2 dollars to A. So his net asset is 2 dollars.
* C now has the 2 coins. His net asset is also 2 dollars.
* The net asset of the country = 5 dollars. A bubble is building up. Continue reading ‘The bubble that burst’

The Happiest Days of Our Lives

Spoiler : Well .. The title has got nothing much to do with the content of this post. Its just the song that I was listening to while writing this post and wondering if it did have something to do with the post .. Another spoiler: Most people wont know what I am talking about :P   .. Whatever ..

So I am remembering the unusually rainy day when I arrived this place dreamy eyed two years ago. As I’ve already blogged about my adventures in the year to follow, I’ve decided to recall and post some incidents that happened this year ..

So here are some notable incidents that happened this year :

  • Being scolded for coming late : Hahhaaa .. Man .. I tried defending my case by saying I stay late at office but my DGM says “Officers are on 24 hour on duty ” .. Someone tell him insomniacs cant reach office at seven .. They SLEEP at seven .. :|
  • SBI winning over TCS : So this was the first year that SBI turned the table and won more matches in this season. We in fact won a tourament too this time ( I wasnt playing though and it was NOT the cause we won :D ) .. My performance was just so so this season .. But I’m playing well in our local matches ..
  • I cleared JAAIB : Hahaahaha .. Thats not the news .. News is while I was taking this CAIIB exam, I was warned by the invigilator not to create a ruckus in classroom. He took my admit card and ID card away and I’ve no idea if he had reported me to IIBF .. If he’s done that my chances of being a CAIIB this year are gone .. I hope IIBF dont ban me or something … :( ( Continue reading ‘The Happiest Days of Our Lives’