A Time to Dream

Motley
Sometimes dreams seem so real. You wake up in the middle of the night and start wondering which world is real and which is the dream world. In fact there is a very thin line of difference between the dream world and the real world. I particularly love the twilight zone - that dreamy state between sleep and wakefulness - when every moment seems so pronounced, when every wish comes true, when a lifetime of events transpire in a few seconds and you float in an ocean of repose and serenity. But not that evening when the nine-year old boy bumped into me as I was walking back home. I stay in a hilly area and some of the slopes are pretty steep and the terrain is undulating in general.…
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Microeconomics and everyday life

Microeconomics and everyday life

Motley
This is an article I had written during my MBA at Great lakes Institute of Management, Chennai for a Microeconomics assignment. I was graded "C" -  so be careful before using/ copying the material for your assignment. Inefficiencies abound everywhere, yet the world goes on. Chaos, confusion, information asymmetry, scarcity, demand and supply side constraints rule the roost and it is only the discerning purists who are able to fruitfully utilize the value differentials to their best advantage. Competitive advantage is a function of these value differentials and it is only the leanest, meanest and most insightful value-seekers who survive and thrive in the chaotic interaction environment which people call market. Microeconomics provides a very broad conceptual framework to understand and appreciate the dynamics of everyday life occurrences in the…
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God as I Know – 04 : Through the eyes of a Blind Cat

Motley
"Master, where are you?", I mewed. But my master could not hear me. It was getting late and I was all alone. I was lost and roaming around aimlessly somewhere, but I was all alone. Once in a while, I would mew, but no one heard me. The crickets were chirping so I knew that evening had descended and that it was probably night and I was all alone. When I mewed, the crickets stopped for a while and resumed their chirping after some time. I was tired, exhausted from roaming around, trying to find my way back home, longing for the warmth and love of my Master. It had been many hours seen I had last been home. I had taken one too many wrong turns and now I…
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God as I Know – 03 : Through the eyes of an Assimilator

Motley
I am an assimilator. From the towering Alps to the depth of the Atlantic, I have traveled through the ages and observed Nature in her various moods. I have drowned myself in the beauty of Earth, reveled in her fury, danced in her rains and snowfalls alike, basked in her sunshine and read her Writ. I am humbled before Her boundless grace, her love, her compassion, her acceptance, her tolerance and her beauty. All around me, I see her manifestations and through these I have assimilated all her innocence and her purity. Innocence is all around - we just need to spread our arms wide and accept innocence in all its myriad aspects. From the pellucid water of the lakes, to the blue seas, white sands, dark clouds, snow-white peaks,…
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God As I Know – 02 : Through the eyes of a Space Explorer

Motley
16-April-2009************ To,The Human Race. Subject: God As I Know - Through the eyes of a Space Explorer Nothingness. Infinity. Void. I have been travelling through the marrow of Nothingness and on the periphery of the Infinite for ages. How long, you ask? Long enough, I should say. In Earthly terms, probably a lot more than thousands of days and nights. However for me, or rather for what I am now and in the places I go, time has no meaning. In the course of my sojourns, I have discovered that darkness and light are the one and same. Nothingness is what our Universe is all about. Nothingness is what all matter or non-matter is all about. I, like my space capsule or like my neighboring asteroid, am a floatsam in…
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God As I Know – 01 : Through the Eyes of A Desert Nomad

Motley
Throughout my life, I have seen Mother Earth in her most furious and destructive moods as well as in her noblest and most benevolent moods. I have seen her constancy, I have been wonder-struck by her unimaginable beauty, I have admired her divine art, and I have reveled in her cyclical anomalies. I have walked the flat surface along with my tribe - I have trudged the sandy flats. Vast featureless landscapes as far as the eyes can see. I have climbed the rocky desert mountains - where only me, the rocks, mother Earth and the Sun talk to each other. Like an anvil the heat beats my head and pounds the rocks. Even the proud rocks are afraid to utter a single sound lest they invoke the wrath of…
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