a slice of Cynism

Myriads of problems to look into and striving for something more is what drives people to get cynical. The rich are getting richer and poor are getting poorer and the divide gets broadening. Somehow i am getting a feeling that the world is heading for a famine looking at the example of Zimbabwe.(as per reports a sandwich sells there for 30 million Zimbabwe dollars) Same is the case with Afghanistan where you have to shell out approx. 400L local currency for having food in a good restaurant. The fossil fuels are depleting and prices soaring every other day. What will be the fate of oil stacked nations after their reserves gets depleted? Given all these will be there until the dooms day, how are we going to cope with it. Most of my concerns are for the generations to come...

Other examples where i find some similarity is economic bubbles in various markets. For instance the US housing bubble or the .com bubble in 90s. The control lied in the hands of few individuals and the whole system collapsed as soon as it was made generic. The steel industry now is going through a golden phase and thanks to 2008 Olympics. The whole supply chain is making good bucks out of this fiasco. But how long? After some years, there will not be any mountains, no forests, the rivers will change their path and many more turbulence to set in...

Winds of Change

From the presentation 'An Inconvenient Truth' a statement reverberates in mind most of the time: its easy and most obvious for people go from denial phase to a break down phase while forgetting to peep into the intermediate state which asks them to think differently. It long time since my last blog and now i understand how time can eat up one's enthusiasm unless you are not possessive about it. All these days i have scanned thoroughly all the FM channels getting myself goofed up with different flavors of music starting from Pink Floyd Linkin park Guns N roses to latest Hindi tracks and oldies as well. Man i curse myself for not being able to distinguish Kishore from Manna De and i was under a deep misconception. Now i have learnt to enjoy the voice of singers like Bhupinder and Manohar udhas. Good to see my Hindi dictionary piling up! My boss gives me a puzzled look whenever he finds me in office during late evenings. I succumbed to it after playing hide and seek with him for some time and this has resulted in a time table shift in my daily activities. The monsoons have set in, the grass is green, grasshopper chanting, and the daffodils swaying away in the cool breeze. All these along with a cup of tea makes a holistic view from my terrace and energizes me for the day.