Retrospections.. or Reminiscences.. Cal it Whatever..

As I read through my friend's blog, it reminded me of the long sojourn I took from writing my own. What can I say, educational obligations, or college, as I'd like to put it, simply. Excuses are aplenty, when you need them, especially for me. I've always been lucky with them so far, touch wood! What else can explain my being the teacher's pet, despite the not so resplendent mark sheets. I suppose I'm deviating from what ought to be. But then, what is it that's ought and that which is naught. Sometimes you wonder, are they really expecting way too much from me, or am I utterly underestimating myself. It could be a bit of both, for all I know or can fathom. But the latter part of the argument definitely needs a lot of looking into. Whether or not it will achieve fruition, I must wait and see. As always, my room seems strewn with random copies of the ET or the Hindu; not to mention, the innumerous books. Ranging from books on behavioural theory to Marketing principles to the well-known David Copperfield to the Moonstone. I seem to be giving the impression of a book worm. Sadly, the truth is quite something else. Book worm was what I was once upon a time. Now there are books( and thankfully no worms! ) and there's me. Nothing more. What did I seem to proclaim to deal with? Ah yes, Expectations. Or, was it? It's all the same I suppose. What difference does it make. One topic leads to another. One thought blossoms to some other. It's never independent thoughts. It's always a cluster, or in more evolved or leveraged minds, a string.

The nation's GDP growth, the paper screams, could do with some additional support from the agricultural sector. No, claims an economist. It could do well otherwise too, provided another sector takes up the crutch- job. Seeing as he puts it, it sounds sensible enough. I mean, when you can see ascent in the growth rate by a little contribution from a non agri sector, why push the agri sector to over perform. But then, is it being asked to over perform? I don't know. What they did try to say though, is that, they wanted the agricultural sector to be involved in the overall growth. Fair enough. More than just fair enough, I guess. But who's listening? And what can be done to improve the output from the agri sector? More investment in the form of more advances? But what are it's implications; to the banks, to the RBI, to the economy as a whole?

The little bit of economics, as I managed to understand it, is a vicious cycle; carefully balanced on the tenterhooks GDP, inflation and fall in the currency value. It's amazing how they're made to balance out each other. But then, I guess they never really are completely balanced. It's the incessant act of trying to keep it stable, the balancing act, that constitutes what we call our economy. Wow! I seem to have just summed one of the most complicated topics. Or, may be not. Ah well, guess I could use a compliment here and there to keep me going. Until next time, then..

You know,it's quite sad. When you first start a thing like this, you imagine you're an automated instrument that can churn out endless material to fill up a lot of this virtual space. That seems very true too, initially. But soon you realise that it's not so. Writing even a couple of lines requires a lot of thinking. You're stuck more often. You sit back and scratch your head. You wonder just how you can write atleast another sentence that seems somewhat sensible while still adding volume. Bad features for a writer to possess, you say. Couldn't agree more, mate. Then again, as long as you have banter to fill up pages and naive, unassuming folks to lap it all up, get it going.
There's this feeling, you know, of maybe having lived this day before. Ya, I've spoken of dejavu before. But you know, this is different, in a way or two. It's a really weird feeling. You feel like you're one day ahead or one day before the calender date. Is this how the drunk must be feeling? You're rushing to college and checking and rechecking if you've got all that's needed. And you realise you're mentally (or psychologically or whatever) one day ahead!
Ah well, like always, things still go on. You still live, even if it's the same day twice minus the previous day. You still realise that nothing stops no matter what.