Is rise in sugar prices good for fat people?

What is a giffen goods really?

Is it only bread buns sold to unskilled Afro- American workers by the Democrats in 1910? The economists should move on.

Rise is sugar price might seem like people will reduce its intake, but thats when the giffin's law comes in. Since price of sugar rises, people just might substitue sugar to other products they cannot really afford now. Then the elasticity of demand for sugar becomes backward sloping.

Everyone needs sugar in their life. They need it more, when its costly.

The pink elephant is sitting on the sofa

It is so on our face.

What is going on. Life with all its logical reasoning seems improbable. Something is wrong somewhere. There is something about life and all existence that doesn’t add up.

The often ignored fabric of the universe is so fundamental to all that is. There is an obvious question that is inherently screamed at us in every motion we perceive. Why are we not amazed?

At the base of everything is emptiness. Why are we not able to perceive this pointless vacuum of dark silent inactivity that would eventually nullify anything we do.

No matter how our life changes, the stars would always remain the same.

Aurobindo's full name was not Rabindra Nath Tagore!

“But I thought you were a Rabindra Nath fan”

That was Richa when she saw a confused look on my face when she got me a Sri Aurobindo’s picture from Podicherry.

She though Sri aurobindo’s full name was Rabindra Nath Tagore!!

Rabindra Nath Tagore was a great poet, novelist, short-story writer, essayist, playwright, thespian, educationist, spiritualist, philosopher, internationalist, cultural relativist, orator, composer,song-writer, singer, artist. Itz insulting when you call such a great person by a name, what is not his name. Knowing her, I did not take offence. She actually thought Boston Tea party was an actual party attended by the Democrats.

I remember her in college when we had anyone’s birthday celebration. She would be drawn by the smell of it. She was capable of snatching the cake from the birthday girl’s/boy’s mouth and chewing it in front of her/him

When she got placed she remarked- “I am so happy that I am not hungry.”

She ate anyway.

If I was asked to sum her philosophy of life, I would first pretend to think. Then would attempt to word it in the following sentence-

One shouldn’t be so attached to a cake, that he/she cant even eat it.

I found a key, but I dunno what it opens.

What would you do with a key which doesn’t open anything you can think of?

I found it in a box. Its one of those boxes where I keep things, I am not sure what to do with. Although I never use them, I never find a heart to throw them away.

I guess everyone has such a box.

The key is a long one. It looks like it opens something more concrete than those loose locks that can be thrown. It surely opens something that is attached to the wall like an cupboard or something.

Some people collect such keys. All the keys would be stacked together somewhere, along with the extra keys (duplicate of a key they are actively using), which they refer to in case they are not able to open something. I think it makes them feel like they have the situation under control at any point.

Anyway, this is my first encounter with an unknown key. The decision I take would be crucial as it will determine my future decisions regarding keys.

As of now, writing a blog on it did not help.

My factual nightmare

Although this post might make me seem like a wanna-be, I have decided to risk it.

As a child I had a nightmare which is hard to describe. It would come to me when I would be alone, generally in the middle of the night. It was like the silence before the storm. Something would be moving so smoothly like itz almost evil. It would gain speed at an accelerating rate. It could not be controlled. Its like something would rise so big inside me that my limited self would be afraid of it. It’s like the fear of looking down from a height which is increasing exponentially every passing moment. A feel of getting away from everything that is familiar. The happenings would appear irreversible. Itz like a feel of being trapped in something uncomfortable with no perceptible escape. Like we are going deeper and deeper in the depths of the ocean with no sign of life. Like a lift that takes you under- towards our planetary centre. Something that is already bad is getting worse very smoothly and without any resistance. The walls would appear smooth in the dim lights only affirming this feel. The fan would form a rhythmic beat which would get in line with what was going inside me. Its like a soft whisper trying to seduce my mind into what appeared evil or unpleasant, nevertheless irresistible. Something would be closing in on my very fast. Its speed suggested that it should have already reached me, but somehow it wouldn’t but its speed kept on increasing. It was like a sleeping giant has been awoken very gently inside me, and itz too late to control him.

In those times, I failed to deny the feeling. They were as real to me as anything I can see, touch or hear physically. At that moment, it was to me- factual. All my capabilities of being self aware would be lost, loosing all control of everything. Everything collapsed in a strange sense of chaos. I was so lonely and afraid of myself.

Many years later, I had that feeling again, while doing twin heart meditating. I somehow knew what was going on inside my body. I got a sense of its source. From that day onwards the feeling never came back. Although I vaguely remember my nightmare, now, I cannot experience the feel of it.

All humbled, I see who lead me to my present.

Yawning is not the best HR strategy!

When someone yawns in front of me, I for a fraction of seconds feel like my life is a painful burden with no objective whatsoever and everything I do would eventually lead to boredom and inactivity and therefore death. My thinking rate slows down. Everything around me starts happening in slow motion.

When Agnes told me she was going for an interview, I was very worried about something. "Please don't yawn or sit with you arms crossed at any point of the interview, no matter how sleepy you just might feel. "

During MBA, we would often spot Agnes yawning with arms crossed in a very disturbing fashion. Oblivious to those who watched she would actively engage herself with this daring act of stretching her every muscle in and around her mouth with minimum or no effort to constrain herself to match the social setting she would phisically be in completely disregarding anything that goes on in her background.

Sometimes she would yawn while I was talking to her. She wouldnt even wait for me to complete the sentence, however relevant they might be. I think it was also her feedback mechanism.

Now she is an HR manager of a prospering company. I am very worried. Yawning catches up and spread very fast. Think what would happen to a company where the HR manager is always yawning. It would not exactly be very motivating.

An HR manager should never yawn.

I wish I could title this without using words

Whats with words anyway? Can I not communicate anything without them? Isnt thought different from thought quality? Is that why everyone insists to hear it from the horses mouth, bringing in an additional dimension people don't understand? We should realise that spoken words are mere sounds not meaning anything more than random noises we hear in our daily lives, unless they are spoken without thoughts. Thoughts are lies we tell ourselves unless we realise the plurality of the content. The problem comes when the plurality confuses more than limiting things to one reality. Thats why reality remains only in our minds which most people anyway consider unreal. Thats the problem with creation and all itz fragmentation. We cannot think from the base. Every thought when expressed should have an inherent question- "Where does words originate?" or why is it that a particular sound thought by me refers to something definite in this comparatively relative world. I sometimes indirectly ask people- "How is it to find yourself living as a thinker different than me?" May be I ask the question wrong but the answer is still pending. A wrong question cannot conclusively mean it does not have an answer. Answers are like infinity. They raise more questions than they answer. Thats the problem with modern science in all itz glory. We need acknowledgement of the unreal. Thats when we stop walkin straight and look for equations in oceans. When each waves may not relate to an accurate equation but just might happen to be the result of it. Thats what people mistook at probability. Einstein literally and intellectually spit on such unmathematical theorems. Thats where his belief overtook his intellectual capacity. He simply acknowledged the source of where his thoughts came from. His surrender was his acknowledgement to the (as Adam Smith would put it) invisible hand. This means you should lock your doors even when you believe in God. In todays world buying stamps would be like inventing a time machine and going back time. We forget to greet a postmen disrespect of what letter he brings. Sun shines disrespect of evolution as the survival of the fittest also depends on the source from where this theory also comes. All argument can dissolve when we talk of space or time. "Space" and "time" are the two most misunderstood terms. If we understand any of the two words, our life would change within a fraction of what we call seconds. This could seem impossible as we give too much importance to time. We should consider time without the continuity of space. Thats when our thoughts would fail us and bring us back to our foundation of this existence. The very definition of time is by space. The very opposite is also true. Everything we say, may be true only when the very opposite is also a possibility. This means that the word inherent has no use in our language as someting inherent has no need to be pointed out. The very subject would fails itz cause. I think thats why people dont get the ultimate answers to "Who am I?". If you knew the question properly, your logical mind and emotional ability would have nothing else to react to. Perfection may not lead to the end we desire. We need to tread the path nevertheless. Its like following the light without impulsive desires. We dont enjoy the feeling after something good is over. I guess living in the moment is not over rated. All theories of life combined would ask me to stop typing words which cannot be concluded thus not giving us concrete results. How can something that is concrete make way for thought as its beyond time and space. What if there was no time. I would have to be one thing forever. Then I would get no time to also choose what I want to be. Then I could not be blamed for being what I shouldnt be. If we extended this concept, a philosopher could say there is no good or bad. That itself is a bad statement. The philosopher cannot possibly argue as then he would have to loose his consciousness and become one with all that is indefinite, therefore by the philosophy of time, imortal. Immortals cannot argue as they cannot communicate with the immortals. Thats why an average mind cannot conceive them. Itz almost like definition of a God. God is not really a definition but recognition of the indefinable. Everything cannot be defined by this mere existence. We cannot deny our thoughts. We are more than out phisical self. Its as true as this phisical universe with all itz exacting laws combines. A flower is always incorrectly conceived by a physicist. A poet can only believe that the miner standing next to a gold mine is lying. Itz like playing with a pen next to one's eye lid. There is a reason we close our eyes. The truth might not be the best outcome destined for a naked man with only colours to recognise that thoughts are just indications to all that is physical and secondary to what they percieve to be themselves. All these words really mean the same thing. I cant think of a specific word for it. Just ask yourself "Who is it that is reading this specific line." If we hold on to this thought, our life may change within splits of seconds as time looses any meaning. That also is true for space, all form of life or even this specific line. Please think. Cows are not really abducted by aliens. Itz what the impossibility of existence itself makes us belief. Thats what humour is all about. Laughing at anything that goes against what we are made to believe normal, as impracticle it may be. If writing this is a proof to my existence, creation is a proof to God. How can I believe in what is proven. Thats where my sense of humour comes in. Thats when the joker laughs at us and questions what we call humanity and itz assumuptions. He is not different, but simply more curious. His eyes have the temporary solution where eventuality seems like nothingness in vacuum without the dimention of time, space and the theory of continuity. Lets stop living without a voice. Lets not say things that has already been spoken. Make a new sound. It just might mean more than words. Just like words never limit a poet's imagination, we should say things without meaning. It seems like I have been writing forever. But there has to be a start point. All lights have a beginning which is different from its source. Lets not pretend we have it all figured out. A penguin would think we look weird. We should atleast give them the benefit of doubt, or atleast there ice caps. I am not sure what ozone layer is but it doesnt look good. Our life should be no different than penguins. Inaction would not be the result of laziness but due to understanding of the ultimate eventuality disrespect of our action which are almost negligible given the universe we conceive or pretend to conceive or doing both at the same time. I hope, what I was trying to say was a little help to confuse you so that you were atleast aware of the non- factual chaos.Awareness is the first step towards disregarding evolotionary plan. Itz like a kid knowing there is no Santa Clause.

Keep it real. Long live words.

Its not in the nature of our mind to comprehend free fall!

Are my shortcommings natural to me?

I was argued that they are. I disagree.

Naturally, I am a self proclaimed, God sent, pure, super perfect, extremely intelligent genius with no deficiencies whatsoever. My imperfections are reflections of all that is not natural to me or mind.

Its not in the nature of water to drown someone. So what? Nevertheless people drown when nature takes its course.

A free fall might seem like an impossibility. Thats just because it cannot happen physically.