Teens to Toons

As I sit here in the computer center.. making my case to inhuman treatment of self.. I am of the opinion that a man can torture himself/herself physically.. but the worst is the mental one which it succumbs to so very often... I have completed one paper on project financing using carbon credits and the next one would be on commodity trading and pricing... The earlier paper which I had writen on Insurance is so intuitive is that I have to find someone who says that yes.. it is relevant and worth the effort...Either it is a trash and a waste... else it presents a wonderful framework for risk analysis... who knows... only time will tell... There is one more paper that I am working on... It is on capital structure decision making... it is also in the same mould as the previous one.. an outrageous thought.. The paper which got selected in Michigan Ann Arbor conference ends up as a no consequence.. Price level targetting is the next thing on my mind... mebbe the international economics term

I ran the complete 3.2 kms of IIM Lucknow circular road in 18 minutes flat. No stoppages, no pausing to breathe. I had been trying to do that for past 3 days. Now with Lawn tennis at 3 am and then a jog at 5 am, I am spending at least 1.5 hours in action daily. I hardly meet anyone these days. I have been reading lately. I have been paying attention in classes. But the story of today's jog, makes me insomniac. I am worried about myself. When I started to run and tire... I told myself that every step I take will mint money for me. And no wonder I ran the complete thing. Am I am maniac or a pervert... Am I me anymore? I have been wondering all summer ... about how I got so fascinated with money. I guess it starts in Calcutta where I studied in a predominantly marwari school where all the kids were filthy rich and there was I with barely anything. Then came IITK where money did not matter. Power did. And then I did take up a job and she happened and I had to let her go. Just because s