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An endless afair...

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 paper will also be a fruitful one..

who knows I may die tomorrow and with nothing to show for... After all we are all for originality.. and nothing without it..

So I work... and they say I suffer by choice.. they should see me sprawled on my couch... deep in thought and as my mother says ... lazing around...

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