And the stories are never different.
We are always suffering from a fever
And mumbling the same lines
Over and over and over again.
Some days the temperature runs high
And we start picturing
All those little things we always wanted
All those unkept promises
Unsaid words.
Then there are the days when
This fever puts us in a bizarre numbness
When we can’t feel, we can’t touch.
Every hand feels the same, every eyes watery
All the birthmarks
Bearing the same stories of some last life.
And we keep repeating.
We keep chanting.
Losing our sanity every day
Yet trying to grasp the meaning of it all.
And failing all the more.

Economic Reality: A tale of statistics

Lets be honest for a moment. Economics is an mind numbing discipline. For Economists its a bad, but also a good news in a way. Because you can make any argument stick if you just troll around in the data for long enough. To the average person the layman, its little bit different. The global economy must feel like to him a giant Hulking Mass , grinding against the world. Unstoppable and unanswerable to the individuals.

Continue reading “Economic Reality: A tale of statistics”