Bits of Star Gone Wrong

We are bits of stellar matter that got cold by accident,
bits of a star gone wrong.
- Sir Arthur Eddington

This channels my thoughts into a predicament of penitence. If everything worked out just as well as the beautiful mind makes it seem, then this would alleviate all the troubles of people. But does the beautiful mind really exist? Or it becomes a manifestation of our own desires and wishes which would not be so benign to us as we imagine. Human desire seems to be an unbound cadence.

The very fear of losing something which we never had makes it difficult to achieve something which is otherwise quite within the reach. We humans become unnecessarily difficult persons through our outward demeanor. Feeling of pain may seem incumbent to turn our little disappointments into pathos. Does it hurt us so much or do we hurt ourselves a bit more than it would really do? Feelings of someone are the most abstruse things to decipher when there are myriad strings of emotions attached to them.

Perhaps the problems may have become imminent but would they really exist as such in true reality ? Just the fact that it takes years to build one sustainable relationship with a firm, a person or a piece of property, does not confer their perpetuality. Nor, does it make sense to shatter these to oblivion on minor predicaments. Almost like an inane proposition these seem to be our points of botheration for the creation of which we ourselves were the prime abettors at some point in time. There could be pretty much to apprise ourselves of than trying to convey it cross-borders.

It's difficult to be articulate on the matter which turns out to be too abstruse in such kind of scenario. It takes courage to resist and overcome such quantum of minor delusions. Immeasurable self-reflection might not be so benign. So it might be best if it keeps coming back even when one's desire to hold it diminishes. When you love a thing then it should be set free, it would come back if it was always yours; and if it doesn't, it was not meant to be!

Forthcoming U.S recession

Recession (n): A significant decline in the economic activity spread across the economy, lasting more than a few months.

The Indian economy has been largely dependent on the U.S markets in the recent past. A recession in the U.S can mean a grave problem to the Indian government along with its private players. The so fortunate I.T consulting can be driven to naked oblivion.

No doubt, Asia is a big market but its size is no match to the U.S behemoth in India's case. There has been as many as seven recessions in the U.S economy from 1965 to 2005. So are there any innovative methods to forecast the recession in advance so that alteration in business policies and shift in market strategies can be implemented to nullify the impact as much as possible. The answer is an emphatic "Yes".

The model developed for this purpose is called ILI (Index of leading indicators).It consists of the following factors:

1) Number of orders received by manufacturers of consumer goods.

2) Number of orders received by manufacturers of capital goods excluding defence requirements: Defence costs remain independent of recession.

3) Housing property reselling and leases

4) S&P 500 Index.

5) Inversion of the yield curve: This happens when the returns on a short term basis exceeds returns on a long-term basis.

6) Consumer Sentiments

The GDP of the U.S has shown a 3.6% rise in the second quarter as opposed to 0.6% in the first. The power sectors are doing well. The surging oil prices has done its fair bit in ameliorating the situation. Lat but not the least, the Federal Reserve has made the cut by 50 basis points as opposed to market forecast of 25. It shows the U.S is keen to avert any recession in near future.

The Reason

"Some of us find a reason good enough to live our lives and a few find one impeccable enough to define their lives."

A imminent juncture usually has its antecedents in an emotive sphere. Delaying the very cause for even a iota of alteration is a natural human response to avoid any sort of predicament. Born into this world of bondage its has become quite inveterate to see things as the way they are.

One night, staring askance at his reflection on the window glass, Ralph was having the same line of thoughts. Simultaneously, he was disapproving the same with a bit of ambivalence. It was around 2 a.m but his eyes were still wide open. They were staring back at him from the  inside of the glass. It had been a week since he had realized that something was really amiss. His arduous efforts at work had left him with very little time for introspection. He was missing the engineering life definitely but there were a few more additions to it. He had a job, of course with a salary then independence and all its appurtenances. Then suddenly the bolt stuck like lightning. It was her, he was missing so much. It had been almost six months since he had talked to her on a genuine sense. It was like 'happy new year', 'happy friendship day' for a while. Formality had crept in with an indefinite label.

Nothing was wrong, yet nothing seemed right. He smiled at himself for a while. Her candor, her smile all the reminiscences were flowing into the fluted architecture of his thoughts simultaneously. Her most innocuous lies which was made the truth just obvious. Silly jokes and instantaneous comments about what the elsewhere people were doing. Immaturity just belying the immense understanding to promote the bit of hilarity. These had made his life so much comfortable. The very next phase of thoughts made him delve into reality again. Calls went unanswered during this period of brief standstill, messages not received and yet he was one who was undeniable to any extent for he had the inviolable rights.

She was pretty of course. The reminiscence had just created a fleeting glimpse. Almost, three months later lady luck seemed to smile upon Ralphy as he got in touch. He had a penchant of being appealing since birth either in a good way or in a devilish way. At least he thought it was so. There came an undeniable proposition from his own tongue on which he still stares with utter disbelief. As time went by things grew like they were all innate. It had been all there but there was no particular effort of spewing it forth. The proceedings at Red Hot Chilly Peppers was quite interesting. Most of the time was silence with an occasional penetrating glance into each others' eyes. And he had been in the receiving end of drops of water with a fork and was impelled to oblige. Then he had to listen to a very dumb explanation of why she enjoyed this. Actually he was enjoying these proceedings quietly. He had the same green t-shirt by coincidence and he was listening to the plots behind it. It was all smiles which he could manage at this time.

This was a new journey to embark. It could not be defined yet it occupied a flawless mental image. Time in the case was the greatest motivator. And there was some song, slowly coming out from oblivion,"She's got eyes of the bluest skies, as if they thought of rain...."

Beyond the horizons

"So this is where it begins", Ray told himself. He had the clairvoyance that it would impede the flow at a certain juncture. It had become so difficult to abstain from the truth. Still in its impalpable manifestation, it could make some sense for the second time. The first time was when he had around ten years of time during which had undergone certain catastrophic atrophy under inadvertent whims.

Pressure had an adverse effect on him, when thought purely on emotional grounds otherwise he usually did not succumb to. It was God-gifted luck that sometimes gave the impulse to defeat a mounting alteration on his composure. Countless thoughts seem to hover around this predicament. An impasse had to be avoided. It was worthwhile in making the efforts necessary to rise to the occasion without thinking what failure later might make you bereft of.

And it seemed diabolical again, for God most certainly doesn't play dice. But this necessitated a victory as they say, 'sometimes winning is everything'. The devil smiled upon the lesser evil. His thoughts didn't belie reality. Things were placed at an imperative brim to foretell his wish. Wishes may be sometimes unreasonable but he thought otherwise almost instantly. If it was a younger Ray then everything should be perfect and that too perfectly perfect. But with time these implacable whims had drifted away and a ray of common-sense had surged in. If every thought was emotive and the actions following them took complete credence in them, then there was lesser chance of enlightenment. Finally, he had to build faith in his intricate senses and intuition.

Time had progressively inculcated patience in him. He knew some things are perhaps worth a wait. The gory dreams and nightmares had instilled some virtues which had not been perhaps bequeathed to him as a birthright. Aware of the fact that clouds could obscure the moon too soon, he craved for his wishes and started to categorically deliberate on each one of them. To him these wishes were human, but there were still impediments which shouldn't have been there. And these were human too. "May be I am a devil incarnate", he muttered to himself.

He had mustered a definite level of clarity on right and wrong by this time. He had a life to live for and he would heed to only moral reasons, not to equivocating environmental whims. On a personal level, he had wished these things not to exist at the first place, but then he would have been bereft of some greater experiences too. Tranquility was what he was searching for, may be this is what we all humans search it for a lifetimes.

Some unusual moments in life could turn out to be most decisive after all. There was such a compulsive flash and he could perceive the manifestation beyond impervious walls of imagination. The time wasn't quite right this time in a line contradiction to his thoughts. Insuperable circumstances could impel the situation in foreseeable future. There are times in life when one is forced to take steps which one abhors most, but later they turn out to be the perfect blends to make a journey smooth.