economics is one thing, what i hold dearer are feelings, actions of love, togetherness, compassion, not to miss culture, family and nation.
any resolution i make, any decision we take, every remedy we apply -will turn out to be a temporary one. Talk of us, family, society, a company or nation; a lasting solution needs backing of character. Humane persists, others rise & fall.
call it family, a project, policy or a social structure; character is the back bone. care for it, preserve it, hold it dear.
wishing you all a happy diwali.
may the gods bring love and prosperity to you and your family.
wishing good health to the forces hurt yesterday and day before that in kashmir.good health to the people hurt in Manipur.
happy diwali to the forces posted in the valley, may gods bless you with a love filled new year.
what best I can quote is that night is always the darkest before the dawn.
praying for the people and for peace and praying for prosperity.
….apurva
It snowed in the valley last week. Beautiful greens spotted with white, if it has ever touched you, trust me, it took away a part of your heart with it.
Lord took his time, he still gives a lot to it, carving the valley, cutting the rocks, seeds comfortable in the cracks, nourishing it into a heavenly valley. These first days of snow are gods gift to painters. Millions of stories are waiting in the form of spots; the diamonds sparkle & narrate songs.
perfect time for writers & painters to visit.
counting clouds helps a lot, especially if you are in stock market. you can bet on them & they won’t fall. 700 points, if you were in there you either grew rich or lost lot of money.
volatility, pays & extracts.
it reconfirms, the riches(bubble) built on inflated money shines like a star, and blows like a star too,builds a black hole.let us observe how good does the ‘twist’ performs.
i will repeat from my posts on inflation(jan/feb archives)- inflation means you needing more money then you have. money.
hi, good morning! _/|\_
it is a clear sky over here. out there in sikkim, things have just got worst.
the reconstruction efforts should be taken on priority. only forces can not take whole burden, civil society should come ahead & help.
systems should be built on priority within the affected area to show commitment, and increase the speed of decisions. where is that surplus grain of ours?
if we are not contractually obiliged to rot them, it is about time to use them.
always with you.
apurva
hi, good morning _/|\_
starting the day with prayers for the people trapped in sikkim and near by areas. we are together. nature has her ways, it leaves wounds,
but it heals better too. trusting her &
rebuilding has always created better.
we are together.
the infrastructure needs to be developed, the quake has pushed into light, the lack of connectivity to the region & alarms us again- the northern regions, especially mountainous J & K needs connectivity. A single catastrophy will leave wounds.
while i wait for the bus at the unmarked bus-stop standing in the rain, the delimma illudes me, a non-existent person talking of economy, but it is funny too what is so apparent to a common man escapes the high men.
any ways it’s raining outside & i am in a bus now.
hi, good morning! _/|\_
before i restart my engines to talk on oil.
an appeal to common people to support the sikkim population in this hard time, i just finished talking to a friend in Guwahati, people there too felt the tremors & are scared. Sikkim, things would be worst.
Always with you all, with prayers & with smiles.
and a special appeal again to let children be children.
yesterday, was a lot of bad news around. but we should remember -to live is still an act of glory. We build our own future.
what makes us free? what can build us a day filled with joy? a day when we reach work place we are greeted, when we reach back home, we exchange smiles, love.
for a comman man living in a city it feels difficult. i mean the traffic, daily khich-pich, the struggle. hard to mask, hard to not to return the received.
a few trees & flowers around can help. but it too doesn’t resolve the issue. Could the harshness be a product of unfulfilled dreams?
Close your eyes & question -’what was my dream?’
hi,
writing is now equivalent to breathing for me. while i write this, i must also confess i haven’t been writing too often these days.
i chose to hide behind the reason, difficult internet. 
but i do have a phone.
and i just found out,
i can write short posts of 520 letters. i have tried, expressing views in 520 is real tough. but not writing is worst. i need to because i must.
i can’t change the world in 520 but i surely can express. i can’t move the world but i can seed *tiny little smiles*
