Categories
subscriptions thoughts

The Quest For Gold


The Yellow metal soberly,

Has turned the stones briskly,

By  rising gradually ,

To shoot up suddenly,

In a  buzzing move  graphically,

To an unassuming level sporadically.

Today it races ahead,

Tomorrow it will  behead,

But the thirst will spearhead ,

A  demanding   price spread ,

Soliciting a tumultuous  thread,

That of  an imposing  surge dread

Gold is into a spectacular momentum. The rise in prices ,in the past three years, is unbelievable.

In 2007 the price of gold was between $639-$833. The year 2008 saw a volatile trend-$826-$908-$1003-$727-$869.Gold crossed the $1000 mark on 14/March/2008.
There was a slight upturn in the price of gold in 2009. The price change was significant. $874 -$956-$1059-$1137-$1212-$1087.
2010 was the year of gold. The up swing was very effectively felt. The price ranged from$1121-$1093-$1245-$1388-$1415-$1405 .2011 saw a steady rise.
There was a  slight dip in January /28/2011-$1311.On February/1/2011 it crossed 1400 once again. Then on, it never turned back. It is now trading at $1476.

Gold , now, behaves like a social currency than a commodity.

Gold is a safe haven, an edge against any economic, political social or fiat currency crises.The stock market collapse, the currency failure ,burgeoning national debt, war, unrest make gold a worthy investment  .It is also subject to speculation by futures contracts and derivatives.
Changes in sentiment than changes in annual production effect gold price..About 2000 tonnes go into jewelry or industrial , dental production and 500 tonnes go to retail investors and gold traded funds.
Currencies are under severe stress. We print  paper money to pump money  into the economy, making  it less valuable.
India is the largest consumer of gold ,consuming 27% of the world  production followed by china and U.S
The prise of gold is also affected by artificial price suppression arising from fractional reserve banking and naked short selling.

The traditional way of investing in gold is buying gold bars. Large gold bars carry an increased risk of forgery.Gold coins are common way of  owning gold. Exchange traded funds and gold certificates are less known methods of investing in gold.
Gold has value but no return. Stocks have value and growth. The latter is a preferred instrument ,when there is political stability. Investment in gold come to the mind  during recession and war.
Stocks against gold , a study,  reveals that holding  a prime company’s share valued at $1450 yields a better revenue than owning  an ounce of gold. Stocks earn while we own. Gold earns when we sell.Some valuable stocks have doubled , while gold rise is between 40%-50%.
Gold is the most speculative commodity. In 1980, its price was $1000 , a few months later it tumbled to $850 and finally rested on $300.
The common belief is that gold has a “real “value.

Real is a relative word. What is real? It is that what we eat.It is that where we live.It is that which we share. It is that how well we sustain.
The time well spent with children, with friends, imparting valuable education to our offsprings  and making the world into a better living place are worthy investments which will reap more value than gold.
The value of pure gold  diminishes , but the value of good life enhances.

Categories
subscriptions thoughts turmoil

A Dead Man Lives


A man is dead a decade ago,

He still lives in the form of his  ego,

He feigned simplicity while living,

Know not why he desired wealth after dying.


Does not it sound quite  contrary ?

Nay not it looks real contradictory,

Living want more to hold – comprehensible

Dying long more to hoard-incomprehensible.


The will of a testator is a documentary evidence,

Reveals  his  wishes and   implantable  reference,

Dividing  his estate among the beneficiaries  ,

 By imposing   fair and justifiable decrees.


This specific testator of talk,

Kept  himself  the entire block,

Delivered them to his executors,

To  carry out his  last wishes and  orders.


The testament  is interpreted different

In countries of his  estates inherent,

Bequeathing  to sons in one land,

Endowing to grandsons in the other land.


Whimsical as it may appear to all

Mischievous in real  sense to call,

Rendering a laborious legal  toil,

To sort out the entangled coil.



The dead man is   turning in his grave,

Recalling his wishes in a save,

He is dead for long in body,

He is alive till now in his “Last Wills”  body



,





Categories
Economy subscriptions thoughts

No More Mad Rush


Gold is lying over there uncared for!

Gold is strewn over there  afar 

Gold is found in heaps and piles ,

Gold is thrown out  like broken tiles,

Gold  lies untouched by anyone,

Gold  brings lust to none,

The yellow metal lies  dormant and idle  

The shining commodity  lacks sheen and bridle,

I go on with my untrue   false ramble 

I wish it becomes a  truly real preamble.



Categories
subscriptions thoughts turmoil

Going To Polls


People go to polls with an expectation,

Hoping for a change in the composition,

Of governance and administration,

Having in mind the progression,

Calling for a healthy representation.

 

Politicians go to the polls with an expectation too,

Anticipating a wealth accumulation unto,

Of land and money altogether into,

Counting the currency and commodity  too and too,

Relying on a resounding victory all too.

 

 

Elections  took place  in Tamil nadu with full force,

The leaders campaigned  the polls with an intimate browse,

Extending Televisions, laptops  and few grams of gold  in the course,

Rambling out promises in a high throated  roars,

Fooling the people in well  conceived  pros.

 

 

Karunanidhi claims a victory with ease,

Jeyalalitha harps on a triumph of full freeze,

Each engaged in a prattle  of unhealthy tease,

Battling on an embittered  seas,

Awaiting another innings with most appease.

 

 

Penny wise pound foolish  is the Tamils motive,

Pounding  on free throws and  sops  like a captive,

Gaping at the  gaudy sly leaders  like a fugitive,

Enthralled by the politicians  gestures in a transitive,

Tamils follow them in a trance and thrill emotive.

 

The leaders  with their family march ahead   with a  pace,

Clinging to their children both  legal and illegal  in  trace,

Carrying with them a wholesome baggy brace,

Putting forth an ever smiling and charming face,

Creating a significant thoroughfare of grace.

 

After few months,

 

People  sell the televisions and gold in times of need,

Poverty  in  no little time strikes  a blow on the breed,

Leaving them in the mercy of the  political creed,

Terminating the  mirth  into a bloody bleed





 





 

 








Categories
subscriptions thoughts turmoil

Gone With A Storm


As a toddler I saw balloons  floating  in the  blue  sky ,

As a girl I saw kites flying up and up in the  sparkling  silver  sky,

As a young lady I  looked up at my degrees blowing up  in the  beautiful orange sky.

As an old woman I gaze at my birth rights rising up in the dark grey sky.

Right! My  stakes are  visible nowhere now in the dense dark sky.

Categories
reverberation subscriptions thoughts

The Echo of Life


Going into the deep woods one day,

Found a profound serenity in the lay,

The silence reflected a stirring tense,

Keeping the solitude in  presence,

To call out or not was the play,

Which kept on haunting all the fray.

 

It was an abysmal  deal out,

Crossing the inroads  was a fall out,

Yet moved in measured steps to the intense,

To find out the  mystery in  its substance,

Enacted with  a charming  relevance.

 

The song of the woods was a delight,

Composed of a music  of the elite,

Comprehensive of the cackling  and hooting,

Conducive to the mood insinuating ,

Instilling a refreshment warming.

 

 

Birds tweet with a gay sound,

Which reverberates  all around,

The blowing of the winds in a whistle,

Comes back  through the dangling thistle,

Inviting all to a sanguine bristle.

 

The humming of the river is a tune,

Which in the course of its flow attune ,

The thunder and the storm cast a spell,

Which echoes in a vociferous bell

Provoking   the area to a numbed  shell

 

 

Life gives back in  leaps and bounds .

What it takes from you  without a sound,

The more you sow seeds of  kindness

The more it repays in  kindness,

Consisting  great and gracious kindness


 



 







Categories
subscriptions thoughts

Quality And Grades


The quality  is of much importance,

In speech it  delivers eloquence,

In product it evokes  radiance,

In architecture it builds  elegance,

In thoughts it emulates quintessence.

 

The strain has a  beautiful execution,

It reflects a lovely  rhythmic presentation.

It is founded on a keen delineation,

It works on a clean foundation.

It blossoms into an enigmatic resolution.

 

Quality is a grade not very much apparent,

It is an inborn and inherent  atonement,

It is a classic  and a rare achievement,

It is a discipline and a fine tenement

It is a virtuous embodiment.





Categories
subscriptions thoughts

Life Into Death.


Discerning  through the affidavits of life,

Tracking  the systems of strife,

Delving into the intricacies of attitude,

Wading through the shores of ingratitude,

A portrait  unfolds.

 

Sailing across the sea of humanity ,

Riding over a bridge of incongruity,

Driving  through an undulating  land

Flying over a fathomless  ocean grand,

A picture  opens.

 

 

Lying  on a sandy  beach  with tides flowing high

Dreaming  about a castle  in the sky,

Intoxicated by the pleasures abstract,

The excitement descends intact,

An ecstasy unravels.

 

 

Listening to a  chaste melody,

Losing oneself in its rhapsody,

Smiling with carefree thought,

Swinging along a beautiful slot,

A beauty   endows.

 

 

The eye wanders  with a  predicament

Till it catches a glimpse of  a  rudiment,

The heart roams with an estimate,

Till it romps on a  soul affectionate,

A  grace bestows.

 

 

The mind gathers no wool,

As it gets  attuned to the blissful,

The soul travels with no fringes,

As the body lies without any twinges,

Death  slowly descends..

 

 


 


 

 


 


 


 

 

 


Categories
reverberation subscriptions thoughts

A Quiet Town Becomes Noisy


A little town in the banks of River Perak (Sungei Perak)

Mostly onto a lethargic slow track,

With a population of  less than hundred thousand,

The town Teluk Intan or the Bay of Diamond,

Rises up  with a sluggish shrug  every morn.


A sleepy town with no hectic sojourn,

With no  urgent motions to adjourn,

The oil palm plantations spread all around,

Fishing  across the rivers with no sound,

Keep the fire burning at home.


The three races live  with a friendly link,

Each one  supporting  each other at a wink,

At the surface it is a combination homogeneous,

Beneath the depth it is mixture heterogeneous,

Yet there dwells an impressive unity.


The archaic  silence   gets out-of-place,

The mid April sees  a  festival of grace,

Chithra pournami brings in cheer and spontaneity

All in a show of devotion and offerings in variety,

Awakening the town to an ecstatic  celebration .


The Lord Dhandayuthapani  in  Teluk Intan   is  up

Nine decades ago the Nattukottai  Chettiars s  set up ,

The temple of worship in their business place

Hosted a week-long festival  in  honor Of Lord’s grace,

Paying obeisance and respect to the Almighty.


The small beginning has led to a great progress,

Which not only rewarded them in business,

Also blessed them with other largess,

Prompting them to hail the lord,

As their all-powerful God.


The mercy of the Lord spread all through,

The beauty of Muruga captivated everyone true,

The Procession of Lord through the streets,

Proves a sumptuous  grand treat

Enthralling  the devotees  to a divine bliss.






Categories
subscriptions thoughts

Battle Of Wits


Violence  and rebellion  disturb the world in great velocity,

Bloodshed and killing  diffuse the world  in atrocity,

Greed and treachery dissolve the world in falsity,

Natural disasters devour the world in alacrity ,

The frontiers of the world are hacked by  ferocity.


The  colossal vacuum   encodes  the style sheets of  behaviour,

The fallacy of physical threat  encircles the anterior,

The impudence of barbarian  attestations   blot the exterior,

The arrogance of power and  wealth debar the  inferior,

The muscle and money  clamber to be the superior.


Curiosity and intelligence  dwell in a far away land,

The ascendance  of   terrorism  has diminished the stand,

The  prominence of wisdom has lost its brand,

The eloquence of intellect possess no magic wand,

The  quotes  of the scholars are no longer grand.


Ancient  royal  courts held   presentation of poetry,

Critics  put forth  a researched criticism  literary

Kings honoured the poets  with  encomiums  flattery,

People revelled in  immense  celebration  happily,

Permeating the environ with distinctive creativity.