P.S: Motivation of inflationary index prediction of 13% towards year end makes me feel like WT*. Ya, I understand that its just a “prediction”, but current data is not so good either :(

Here are some poems of his that I liked — interesting :)

Waiting for the Barbarians

Second Odyssey

Boredom

What you are saying would already have been said, what you are going to write would already have been written…. (or something to that effect)

In solidarity with all those me’s of the past, the nameless faceless me’s, I continue this persuit… writing this — trying to hack away at obscurity oblivion, though I may (ahh hope eternal) fail just like I did in the past, and just as propable as I failing in the future. A note hurriedly written, or a detailed journal — equally lost, equally forgotten.

Trying to leave my meames behind, oh vanity thy name is me.

This is to the me’s of the future…. let us keep the pretense that it all matters. For otherwise life would be just a waste of time.

Now that I speak about time… I hate the linearity of time the constant flow is so boring. As they say there is no information in the truly predictable, and time is the most predictable of all. I wish I could move all over time — that is what I like the most about fiction, the jarring jolts, in time — I wish I had a time machine.

OR

Everyone has a friends’ friend who got it real good

I am taking about hikes (or am I :P). The similarity, with sex[pre-marital]  is comical :P.

Its always someone with degree of separation from you >1, who got a great hike. Never anyone you know of (including yourself). I should burn that damn grapewine, gets on my nerves.

Its’ fun reading status messages this time of the year, the mental-number-crunching-season.

My status message these days: “its all in the percentages…” :P

But just let me deceive myself

Just let me do my ostrich act

Just let me be a coward

This once and then once more

Because ….

source of data : Wikiquote quote of the day for February — link

disclaimer: Did not read the full page, jumped to a conclusion in 5 samples. I would make a pretty bad statistician :P

Observed when I was browsing through this to add citation to this post

What happens to a dream deferred?

Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore —
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over —
like a syrupy sweet?

Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.

Or does it explode?

[Langston Hughes]

It “may” cause half-a-day-of-existential-crisis-and-an-angry-email-from-boss. Did not wikiquote for the rest of the week….

My question to the imaginary reader — If you have been in the industry for 10 years, what motivates you to go to work every morning? Is it the zeroes in the paycheck alone? Or does the magic still remain? Pleae comment.

And I have a defenitive answer to the question (of LIFE)

Ans: There is no answer. There is not even a question. It is not 42. IT IS 13158901401 (Note to self: I should add random number generator to my resume)

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Weekend — Yeah! have a blast fellas… and tune in (here), my brain is already going into hyperdrive (for you) — let the good times rooolllll…

Alain de Botton: A kinder, gentler philosophy of success

Maybe it can calm our nerves f***ed (it could be frayed) by recession. :P. And wondering where the hell our careers (or the semblance of it :P) is going?