University of Western Australia

Just after main entrance


School of Arts


Economics Building


Hallway entrance

Matilda Bay just outside the Uni

My 2 cents worth

1. I trust that everyone is busy in their own way. I am also busy, but more often I take my time in doing so many things. Sometimes I take an hour to finish my fish and chips and sometimes I take twenty minutes to walk to school when I can reach there in five minutes by cycling.

2. We are all rational beings, hence we concede that more is always good. That is why we always want more. More food, more wealth, more time, more children, more option. Even when we know our resources are limited, we still demand more and more of everything.

3. That is also the reason why democracy always prevails. Because it offers people more choices to choose from. To the extend that, one day we will be stopped from helping the poor, because according to pure democracy, if a person is poor, it is because he choose to be. If a beggar lives on the street, it is because he chose to beg.

4. But if you live in India, beggars believe that they beg because in the previous life, they must have done something so wrong, that in this life they are punished. They call this karmic effect.

5. A few days ago, the world bank put in about $600billionUSD to save the market economy. Just exactly how much is $600billionUSD?

6. Researches say, if we have $2billionUSD, we can cure malaria.

7. They also say, if we have $6billionUSD, we can solve poverty in the world.

8. That is a scale to approximately show how much $600billionUSD actually is.

9. The real question is, why are they saving the economy, instead of saving the world?

My workplace

This is where I spend my weekends when I'm broke (Eg. : now)

What a life

I went to bed about eleven thirty last night, frozen with thoughts. People in this area; usually go to bed early, so as to be up soon after sunrise to prepare to travel to their respective workplace at the city for their work. But as the hustle and bustle of daily living was suspended and voices died away, a deep silence fell, into which other sounds; noises that demanded different thoughts from me came.

There was the sound of strong blowing winds of the early spring; I hear them consciously in my bed, as I covered myself neatly under three folds of blankets. This room is furnished with light pink curtains and the walls and doors are plastered over with white paint, as is customary when houses are small. These are simple accommodations compared to the comfort I had left behind, but it is wonderful to have the freedom to do anything, without the constant worries of having to share my space and privacy with strangers.

With an effort I shut my eyes and ears and tried to send myself to sleep, but that only made me more awake. It was one of those periods of time when the issues of life stand out clearly from the usual muddle in which so much living takes place. This new chapter of life has given me a different experience from what I was accustomed to.

Desperation, made me brave, and now that I am reading again the earlier pages written, I thought the plots were too fast and harsh, lacking the usual lightness and easy reading one would expect, from a new beginning. For awhile I felt as if my heart was being squeezed, and the tears flowed unchecked. I cannot describe to you entirely what initiated it, but after that it lifted some part of me nearer to the source of peace. I felt slightly better and soon smiled at the silliness of it all. I ought to be bolder than this.

I must have slept, because when next I was aware, it was 7 am by my little clock, and I lay still for a few moments, preparing to hear noises from the radio and the splashing of water from the bathroom next door. Blankly, I remembered a phrase from Confucius who said, “How can a human understand about death, when he cannot even understand life.” Subsequently I got myself out of the bed to greet the sun with a steamy cup of tea. What a life.

Sincerely yours

More often than never we hear people say, “Sorry but that is the way I am…I was like this in the beginning until now and ever shall be.”

And I think that is just a convenient motto and a self delusion that people always have around them. I don’t know about you but whenever anyone says that, they make me feel as if they do not want to grow up.

Then again they are also the same bunch of people who thinks it is socially fashionable to frequently ask ‘Who am I?’

But guess the fact is; I have come to believe, there is very little ‘real self’ inside anyone of us. Eventually, whether we like it or not, we are what we are committed to. Although I won’t be so arrogant to make this a universal claim because it may not apply to everyone.

However, when I tell you my thoughts; I am actually locating myself in a category. And when I tell you my feelings, I am telling you about me.

So when I expose my nakedness to you as a person, do not make me feel shame.