Haiku 2.20



The writer lives;

Two lives; the poet

Is immortal


She served him

A gourmet meal;

He was conversation starved


The musician was accused

For stealing tunes, from

The ocean and the breeze


She had secrets;

Her diary

Couldn’t tell


Love wont feed you;

When you are poor,

Said the mistress


Loud music

Helps them;

Enjoy the silence


Why so inquisite

They asked; I am

An aeithiest, he said


On a cloudy day;

She was dressed,

For sunshine


The stoner

Smokes weed; and

weaves dreams


The morning cup of tea;

Her only



Windy days

The only time,

She felt kissed


Behind the makeup,

She covered her blemishes;

And insecurities


Cost and worth

Are two different things,

He learned the hard way


The moon is such a tease;

The wolves

Wont stop howling


Cold tea

Stained clothes;

Troubled mind



The mathematician’s

Art class


She saw them rumble

The windows were shut;

The plants were thirsty


The old man was never lonely

Only he could hear;

The books speak


When you fall asleep,

The Universe;

Smiling at your next doing


On a busy street

The birds chirp;

They have a story to tell




#haiku, #japanese, #literature, #poetry

The Causation and Correlation of Love.


As I write this I am 27 years old and it is a long period to observe patterns. One of the most prominent patterns I have observed to date  is our weakness towards familiarity. We are all so vulnerable to things, people, or events we are familiar with that anything even in close proximity to this familiarity is easy for us to accept. Similarly, when we come across something/someone we are unfamiliar with it throws us out of our comfort zone; be it that new girl with peculiar mannerisms, or the mysterious looking man at the corner of the street, a new fragrance, or a new taste. Having said that; most of us often make a conscious decision in leaving our comfort zone. There is a certain thrill in being acquainted with that unfamiliarity; that feeling of restlessness and those spine chills. I heard many call this feeling as being in love.

I don’t particularly have a problem with this definition of love or the very feeling of falling in love. In my head falling in love is a spiritual experience which gives you both the freedom and authority over another person. It allows you to truly live in union with someone; more so mentally. Love in my head is so powerful and magnificent that reality always fails to match my expectations. Love is such a strong emotion yet so easily misunderstood. The slightest comforting act from another person makes us want to believe in a potentially long term relationship. And our highly educated brains conveniently gets delusional and fails in differentiating between what is meant to be temporary or permanent. Most of us end up exchanging vows with someone we have no compatibility with just on the basis of what was once a promising lie. We get so engrossed in our metaphorical world that when reality hits hard we are in denial to accept it. It is  that same peculiar mannerism, mysteriousness, or the old fragrance that now becomes the enemy. Why is it then in-spite of all the signs and the patterns we still consciously make or even worse repeat our choices. There are many explanations to this; they say your judgment impairs when you fall in love. That is why I believe in Economics.

One of the foundation principles of economic analysis is the theory of Causation vs Correlation. According to which any study’s outcome can be misinterpreted if the causation is confused with the correlation. Example: you might think that College X is good because many successful people have graduated from there : this is the Correlation. The Causation is : because the students worked hard – they graduated – and it so happened to be College X. Economists urge for analysts to base their outcomes on the causation but not correlation. If we base our analysis on the correlation then that’s great for the college; good marketing; more students; more funds. However, as a student or a parent if you pay attention to the causation you will then know that irrespective of the college you go to they are ought to be successful. Keeping all other factors constant.

Now compare the whole phenomena of falling in love with the above theory. Do we really fall in love with the right person, or, is the person right because we fall in love with them? Do we love our parents because we are born to them, or, because we are born to them are we obligated to love them? In my opinion, when people become weak and helpless and find it hard to move out of a relationship; and take all the heart ache to hold on to the person and glue the relationship together they are clearly confusing their “love” for this person; a correlation smoked by their memories together with the actual causation which is just their need for emotional dependence. There is a clear distinguish between science and the matters of the heart. The latter will always triumph over the former; since there is nothing else to explain it (excerpts from Tagore). Having said that; the next time you begin to live in retrospect and question all the wrong choices you made; you know you just have to differentiate between what caused it versus what you correlated it to. If the poets don’t help give the Economists a chance.

#causation, #economics, #love

The Economic Alchemist

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We humans are undoubtedly the most restless, anxious, unreasonably paranoid earthlings today.  This is both a boon and a curse. If we are to accept life the way it comes and settle down to believing what we receive is what we deserve; versus, quenching the thirst for finding answers; would we ever improvise? Most likely we would not. On the contrary, will the questions ever end? and will we ever be satisfied by the answers? Irrespective of the magnitude of intellect we collect there is still a void within each one of us that is hard to fill. Fortunately, few of us have the ability to recognize that void while the others are happy in their ignorance. In many ways economics is not only a mathematical approach to solve this dismal way of living but is also an intuitive approach to bring order to the chaos. Reference the water-diamond paradox; we all know that water is more important to us than diamonds, yet we pay a fortune to owe the latter. The demand and supply curve of both the commodities clearly determine the desire to owe the latter over the former. Similarly, answers to what make us question our belief system and our true purpose of existence is scarce and the distractions are plenty. Making the distractions a mere necessity and the tools to self actualization a desirable commodity. A commodity so highly thought about, that even Maslow had to put it on the higher tier of the pyramid. Imagine a world where we can bring down self actualization to the most basic need. A world where we can breakeven between hope and reality; integrity and competition; and above all love and ownership. A world with no barriers, where no tariffs apply on exchanging ideas, and where dreams are not taxed. An economic free trade zone for human interactions. We can create this world by suppressing the fear to question and paraphrasing all the answers the universe offers in its infinite ways. It is easy to create a world where commodities are given their real value and not valued on the basis of their perceived worth. Just like any other creation this world needs a creator too. There is a creator in each one of us hiding behind the sheets comfortably tuck in its own bubble of assumptions and social dogma. The creation in its entirety is whole only when it surpasses the creators inception. Just like any other creation this world will need a welder too. Having said that, the question now becomes – are you ready to be the Alchemist?

#economics, #lifestyle, #thealchemist

To defeat the mind.


The human mind is so powerful. It has the ability to separate you from your surroundings and facilitate you to embark into a journey of creative ideologies and illogical idiocy. The mind empowers you to think, perhaps distinguishing you from an animal. All it takes is a moment of calmness for the mind to let you slip into an infinite sea of thoughts. For all you see, hear, and believe is just a fraction of the universe. The mind gives you the superior power to save, prevent, create, destroy, influence, dictate, provoke, conquer, and justify for reasons driven by objectivism or altruism. A repository of memories filled with joy, regrets, success, and failure reminding you of the consequence of every action you once took. A mental memo of your belief-system to create experiences and opportunities which are made to exist because of how powerful your mind’s persistence is. The mind is so resilient and intimidating that even the Universe bows to its potential. The mind is superior to time for it is not subjected to only progress but also to depreciate. There is no present without its acceptance and there can be no future without its approval. It is an entity of its own beyond the control of any religion, bureaucracy, and environment. The mind is dimensionless because of its unfathomable capacity to process, perceive, and execute. The mind however is always paralyzed by another entity living in a secluded niche which has no beginning and end, no proof of existence, no definition, no ambition, the silent king maker, the magnet of controversies, the bizarre opportunist, the innocent victim – ah, the Soul.

#infinity, #mind, #soul, #thoughts

The opportunity cost of decisions

If you have taken an economics class the “opportunity cost” (OC) might sound familiar to you. If not, in simple words it is the cost of not choosing something because of another choice that was made. For example, you have ten dollars with which you can either go to the nearest bakery to have a good meal or you can go to the dollar store and buy enough groceries for the week. The OC of choosing the bakery would be the amount you could save on food for the week by going to the groceries. The OC of choosing the groceries would be missing out on the yummy meal in the bakery with a nice ambience and probably meeting new people which is tough to be evaluated in nominal value alone.

Every decision we make has a concurrent OC to it, be it decisions at work or in our relationships. Why is it that it is so easy for few of us to say good bye while for few others the very thought of it is stressful. Over the years I met many people of which few I couldn’t wait to say bye, few I chose over another, and few I have taken along. No matter what the situation is I have always been able to weight the OC to help me make a decision. How is one to weigh the OC when the subjects in context are people? Think of how you would make a decision as to which equity you want to invest in. There are a lot of factors that we consider, from the historic patterns to the potential spike in the select equity’s price. Similarly, one can evaluate the OC of making a decision about a person by taking into account events from the past, change in circumstances, and the potential repetition of certain events.

This is applicable to work as well. From my experience in shared services I have noticed that a lot of our employees have proven to be more productive and efficient when asked to individually contribute with a well defined work list and timeline rather than when asked to work with groups or in teams. This efficiency does not come from just working alone but from the creative freedom they experience by not being influenced by anothers ideas or dominance.

Having said that, if it is so easy to make decisions based on the outcomes of the OC evaluations, why is it that most of us still live in so much regret and discontent. Probably because we judge ourselves more than anyone else would. We doubt our capabilities and limit ourselves from exploring the extent of our caliber. Although, we have companionship and confidants, aren’t we all isolated in some or the other way? In thoughts if not skin. At what point do we then stop depending on others and start living for ourselves. How much longer before we realize that the opportunity cost of not doing what we really want to and believe in is way greater than following the proven norms.

Most of us fail to make decisions that we really want to, instead choose to do what is right. Often our perception of what is right is influenced by somebody’s opinion and suggestions. Although, we live in times where there is easy accessibility to infinite amount of resources to help us do whatever we want to, yet we are unable to make decisions without having to consult. On the surface we are very independent and self sustainable though deep within we have grown to become parasitic. So spoiled by help readily available we have stopped making decisions by our own and end up landing in an ocean of regrets,self pity, and melancholy. However, it is never too late to stop being so dependent and to take the first step towards being true to ourselves. Yes, there will be a lot of questions but the answers will flow naturally.  It is never too late to stop judging ourselves and start complimenting our flaws. There is nothing unique about what seems to be right yet there can always be something unique and right about what seems to be wrong.

One of these days try making a decision by weighing out the opportunity cost of what you truly believe in. One of these days try living with no regret and make a bold move. One of these days try applying a little economics to your life.

#decisions, #economics, #influence, #life, #opportunitycost

Haiku 1.21



There is something different

about that girl

In a side braid and spectacles


We need more wine;

she smiled at him and said

We need more stars


She frowned at the starless sky;

and woke up to a drizzle

Accepting the universe’s apology


The breeze tamed her wild mane,

the clouds danced swiftly,

And the stars twinkled in her soul


She yelled at the dark clouds –

stop grumbling and go away;

It’s time to romance the moon


On way to see her friends;

but she is in a new city they thought

She was soon spotted in a library


An endless affair

with words

Her only constant


She fell in love

with the only man

Who never touched her


I love running

from reality

And towards food


What a genius, they praised

all she ever wanted

Was a good night sleep


Love is for the brave;

all I want is

Giggles and Wine


Watching her drink alone

how lonely they thought;

She was smiling at the moon and talking to the ghosts


Numbers never lie;

the white collars laughed

The poets believed


Look at the moon

said the lover

In a long distance relation


He died last evening;

he stopped living

An year ago


The traveler’s luggage

has clothes, food

Hopes and Dreams


She is bold and sweet

like the queen bee

And her honey


Without him she was

like the lone wolf in a desert

And the falcon in the mountains


Just enough to smell

the earth and walk;

The rain obliged


Employed as an analyst

working like an artist

Living like a poet


A good story should

cast a pluviophile

In a desert

#haiku, #minimalism, #poetry

Separation Anxiety


She has been a traveler for the majority of her life because of her family, profession, and by choice. Being territorial never suited her gypsy soul. She always chose the less traveled paths and strangers excited her more than family did. She carried her free-spirits with her everywhere she went. Her arrival lighted up the room and her departure always caused dismay. There is a part of her which looks forward to the next destination. The thought of change makes her heart jump with joy and begins to weave the beginning of a magical journey in her mind. There is also a part of her which causes her soul to get restless and distressed at the thought of moving on. The thought of leaving something/someone behind causes more distraught than the thought of experiencing something/someone new.

In the constant tug-of-war between routine and growth, she is often confused to make a choice. Is it the people that are tough to leave behind or the place? If it is the place, then isn’t that contradictory to her not so territorial self. If it is the people, why is making the choice so tough? For the place can be recreated but the person cannot, so why is there a dilemma at all?

The new destination was different but comfortable, it was noisy but serene. She was friendly with everyone but friends she had few. She spoke to the moon in many a way that only she and the universe understood. She loved feeling the earth and sang to the silent whispers from the woods.

But the people were different and so were the trees. The wind was rough but she was ready to sail. Something about the new people made her change a little, she had to become less demanding and more forgiving. Something about the new place made her change a little, she had to become less comfortable and more adjusting.

Little did she know; it was neither the place nor the people she missed, it was the person she knew she was, it was the person that the place made her and the person that the people enjoyed being with.

Little did she know; she had a separation anxiety neither for the place nor the people but for herself.


#anxiety, #emotions, #relationships, #separation, #separationanxiety