This young carnal and dat old mind

There’s a young man feeling old

Trying to induce that dat dead feeling in his veins

He fights hard to induce something he calls reality

He builds his own prison, trying to immunize himself from the turbulence of this world.

He appreciates an old man’s beard, he eyes the excitement of a stalled life.

He feels he can do all he wants in that small prison of his own.

That prison he builds brick by brick, every brick he lays gives him courage to lay the next one. Every moment of joy he denies that awaits him outside those strong walls, he tastes victory. He wears his own grace in his own eyes. He carefully watches every breath a possible intruder takes beyond those walls, yet not reacts.

He’s dat stranger who can rob all your serenity and gift you all dat undying fervour dat ‘ll force u to serve all his fancies with ur coat of honour off ur stinking carnal.

He believes dat a graveyard is a glimpse of wicked future in your foolish present
He worships it.

He finds solace in graveyard, there he feels enlightened and proud.
Every second he wastes in building, he hastens to his desire Of being old, vacuous, void, simple, immune and close to reality.

He loves his vaccum dare not intrude u might hurt urself, u’ll enter wid grace and will end up gifting him all before leaving.u’ll leave wid memories, he’ll have none.

Ur absence is all he desires, dis is something he won’t ever tell u. He won’t show u da exit but it’ll be there right in front of u everywhere in his prison. U may enter, he won’t stop u, he appreciates human concern (if any), he respects human anxiety but he’ll doubt ur faith.

He scoffs behind ur back, at ur inability to affect him, for he believes u deserve it.
It’s That young man who has written this.
Pray for the young man and forgive him, he’s little too young

It was raining love dat February

It was raining love dat February

February rains are wickedly cold

These cold myopic rains leave u dry

Tears are all da wet u are left with

My life is flooded with famines,

I wanted none more

Dat February I took refuge in dat very same old prison

Dat heart shaped prison

I thought, as a captive,

I had conquered dat heart a long-long time ago,

I expected comfort amidst da familiar arid walls of dat heart,

I thought those arid walls will save me from the cold rains outside

The walls were same, as they were, when I left them

Except for, they had developed cracks,

Many males had stayed there,

Since I left them faminished,

Faminished of love

They all men, stayed here for really short durations,

But in their stay they created these cracks,

Those cracks speak of those men’s efforts to escape that bar-less prison

And those innocuous cracks cry, when it rains outside,

May be this February too, it’ll all be the same,

I’ll be flooded to famine,

I’ll get wet to be left cold & dry,

But this time not alone,

These cracks have stolen her immunity

For da first time, it’ll rain in dat heart,

For da first time she’ll get wet to be left dry

May be dis time I’ll never walk out of dis prison,

May be dis time she’ll enter mine,

May be these rains wouldn’t leave us all dry

why recession in the us economy?

What is recession: is a decline in the Gross Domestic Product (GDP) for two or more consecutive quarters. Though there are many other definitions.

Believe me like my all other blogs this one too vents out , out off desperation.

Though this blog (unlike my other) not being on a girl , but is surely on love. Our inevitable love of markets. to start with, I would plagiarise, by reiterating “lot as happened in the market in the last 4 days.

What are we scared of :the so called “credit crunch”. Credit crunch is (generally) sudden reduction in availability of loans or the sudden increase in the cost of obtaining a loan.

Why this: because a huge amount of debt has already built up over the last 1 and a half decade. And a large amount of that is mortgage loan (which generally takes a lot 10 -30 years to return) since us has a highly developed market for mortgage loans.

So the banks might have to take around 1-2 trillion $ of mortgages back on their balance sheets. That will lead to a severe restraint on lending (by banks), which will feedback into the economy in various ways which I’ll discuss later.

Why such leveraged lending:

a)exports by low cost producers such as India and china over the last decade or so have controlled inflation in the US. Hence interest rates could accordingly be kept low overthere, since no fear of inflation. And low interest rates lead to more inflation.

b)and also countries such as India and china prefer to save than spend. so the money we saved on exports, a small part of that large money went back to US in form of investments. Leading to increase in asset prices in the US, keeping inflation same at the same time. since inflation is decided by a large number of factors.

So now we what a credit crunch is & why such a situation has arrived in the US.

And might come in a few other developed economies too.eg. uk, spain, ireland

Why is this credit crunch affecting stock markets:

a) when people need money and are not getting it from banks , they sell liquid assets like stocks.

b) large amount of financial engineering (somthing I really love).that is. share buy backs being funded by debts.

Buyback: is when a company takes(buyes back) certain amount of its shares from the market. This is generally done in order to increase the cost of shares, and as is evident it is done by companies whose stokes become stagnant. (ie. They are decreasing supply in order to raise prices). Now when this is done by companies which are not making cash as fast as they are buying back, this would lead to leverage buying. And since most buybacks these days are debt funded, it leads to leveraged debts. And also share prices generally stagnate of those companies which are not making huge profits.

And buybacks are investor forced. ie. Generally investors or their representations such as hedge funds or mutual funds (which acquire a huge say in the company by buying huge stakes) pressurize companies to do so.

And as is pretty clear these debt funded buybacks generally take a lot of time to return loans and rarely falter also.

c) And also the profits of many companies are financed (by debts). this is done for a good balance sheet (and most importantly investor confidence).

Now that sounds trouble.

There have been many other factors related to bad debts such as flawed loan rating policies.

Wait for the next one , lot yet to come regardin what the US should do to minimize its effect and how India can parry off this blow

Yes. U’ll be there when I am gone.

Gone with all mine, mine that was all u

U that u never found, U that u always misunderstood

U that misunderstood lust for passion

Lust that u satiated by obsession

Lust that would never even bring pain, pain that always brought pleasure with it

Pleasure that u’ll always long for

Yes. U’ll be there when I am gone.

U’ll be there to find urself sick of ur fantacies

Sick of all u got, but never desired

Desires that will never be fulfilled

For u thought urself to be ur desire

Yes. U’ll be there when I am gone.

Be there to know u are incomplete

Be there 2 know u too are human

2 figure out da shadows of ur losses amidst the brightness of ur victories,

Victories in battles that were never a part of ur war

War dat u never recognized as ur own

U’ll be there searching me, when I am all around u

You’ll be there trying to place me in memories, of which I was never a part

U’ll be there to find urself defeated

U’ll there vindicating urself by blaming me,

Blaming me for not taking initiatives , initiatives that u never saw,

never saw for u didn’t want to see them,

Yes. U’ll be there 2 find urself defeated once again

miles to go for destination, you with me?
will we walk along , or I'll break alone.
will I break before I forever forgive to touch you
touch that carnal , carnal that I still claim to be minet
he one in which your soul resides,
the one in which all that is red is mine
is that red still mine, or u'll claim it back before we reach there
there where the blind men can see
there where the beautful is not free


will we walk there along , or I'll break alone.
will you heal my pain when I'll break alone
pain that I'll relish to suffer
pain that u'll suffer for i'll be relishing it
will I survive the joy of the pain
will u come to gather me from pieces
pieces of u, my pieces of u


will we walk there along , or I'll break alone.
will that carnal be mine ever again
carnal that is pure to my eyes
eyes that fail to see your true colors
true dark colors that hide your ugliness
or will I overlook it all again just to have someone to lay beside me while I walk.

more yesterdays dan today

ooo? just another fine mornin or wow!though common yet so wonderful mornin. different
perspects 4 da same mornin.it matters and she's lot more than matter.I smile for
reasons unknown for joys undiscovered for sorrows around me for the voids beside me
for she's there ,somewhere. away, (yet closer than distances apart),alive, breathin in
(for sumbdy else) breathin out (for helself) yet I relish those cold breaths. I m
happy for there's laughter on dat face , laughter dat gives red 2 my blood, dat gives
white 2 my soul, dat gives blue 2 my rainbows but that yellow laughter also reminds
me of the green dat has crept in wid time, reminds me da black soul dat gives pink 2
her, da soul dat she claims 2 love.dat black masculine soul dat soothes her. she lays
beside dat black soul seeing her white in it.yet i stare in dat orange sun amidst
those grey clouds, singin "well does lyf get any better with more yesterdays than
todays , how I thought da sun wud shine tommorrow , but it fuckin rained".

da lady of my love

ripping the tacit darkness came a pacifying light,

i know it's an angel heading towards me,

i cudn't risk the moment by looking into her somniferous eyes,

was all amazed by the stiff bridge nose,

mesmerized by the privacy of those poisonous red lips,

and the vivacity of subtle hump in chin,

the tranquil ambience of those twin slenderly round

breasts..,
how could I expound with such exactness with my eyes unopened,
i did so coz da angel was an imposter,
it was da ladyof my love.
the lady who answers me before i question her,
the lady who strengthens me everytime i'm exposed to worldy reality,
the lady who mouths my heart,with the confidence I lack.
who scolds me like my mom everytimeI set a foot wrong.
the lady whose naivete alienates me from the world,
the lady who is to me the air I breathe,the beer I drink,the god I worship & the world I love....