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Friday, February 12, 2016

BAD LOANS, NPAs and BAILOUTS

BAD LOANS, NPAs and BAILOUTS

When I read about the “Rich and Famous” defaulting on paying back their loans to banks, resulting in bad debts and Non Performing Assets (NPAs) – resulting in the banks writing-off bad loans – which entails deploying honest taxpayers money to bailout the rich defaulters – I am amused at this ludicrous situation where the poor hardworking citizens subsidise the unethical rich businessmen – and – I am reminded of this article which I wrote around 5 years ago.

THE “POUND-FOOLISH” ALWAYS EXPLOIT THE “PENNY-WISE”
BAILOUT – A PARADOX
WHY SHOULD THE POOR SUBSIDISE THE RICH?
Musings
By
VIKRAM KARVE

I still vividly remember an incident which happened in the 1960 when I was a small boy and I lived in Pune.

My mother believed in the concepts of thrift and frugality  and she practiced what she preached

She believed in building up savings rather than borrowing money.

We were taught to live within our means. 

We never took loans. 

In case we wanted to buy something expensive  we saved money till we had enough funds to buy what wanted.

After I got my job  I opened a recurring deposit  saved money every month  and purchased my first scooter after nearly 3 years. 

I still remember that I bought my first car after working for more than 15 years. 

I bought it from my savings  and did not take a loan for buying a car. 

If we could not afford something  we had no hesitation in saying so  and we curtailed our desires instead of having false pretences. 

We had not fallen victim to the disease of instant gratification. 

We believed in “cutting our coat according to our cloth”.

We never lived beyond our means  and that is why we were financially sound  and our savings gave us a sense of security.

We did not believe in “keeping up with the Joneses” – and that is why  we never felt any sense of inferiority or envy if our neighbour was better off than us  or if he had something which we did not have.

I have digressed. 

Let me take you back to the incident which happened more than 45 years ago in the end 1960s. 

As I have already told you  since my mother believed in thrift and frugality  she always travelled around Pune by Public Transport  Pune Municipal Transport (PMT) Bus. 

Commuting by auto-rickshaw or taxi was considered a luxury  and was resorted to only when absolutely necessary like when we had luggage and had to go to the railway station to catch a train  or when there was some elderly or ailing person who could not travel by bus.

One day an aunt came to meet my mother. 

She was much younger and fitter than my mother. 

She had come to borrow money from my mother. 

At first  my mother was quite reluctant to lend her money. 

I too seemed quite surprised that my aunt wanted to borrow money from us  since she was quite well-off financially – as compared to us.

Seeing my mother’s unwillingness to lend her money  my aunt pleaded desperately to the point of emotional blackmail.

(I could overhear something about cheques bouncing etc). 

Finally my mother succumbed  and gave my aunt the money. 

Then – my mother asked me to see off my aunt to the bus stop.

As we were walking towards the bus stop  my aunt asked me to hail an auto-rickshaw.

“You want to go by auto-rickshaw?” I asked her, surprised, “Why don’t you go by PMT bus – it goes right near your house?”

“I am not used to travelling by bus,” my aunt said with disdain, “these PMT buses are so dirty, crowded and uncomfortable – I just can’t travel in these terrible buses. Just call me a auto-rickshaw.”

And so  off she went travelling in the luxury of an auto-rickshaw.

Of course  my snooty aunt would pay the “exorbitant” auto-rickshaw fare out the money borrowed from us  while we would travel by bus – that’s what hurt me the most.

A question arose in my mind.

How can someone who borrows money have a higher standard of living than the person who lends them the money?

In fact  why should someone who is well-to-do and has a higher standard of living  borrow money from someone who is less well-off?   

Isn’t it logical that the standard of living of the lender should be much higher than that of the borrower?

My mother travelled by economical public transport bus. 

My aunt travelled by expensive auto-rickshaw.

We lived in a modest home in a middle-class neighbourhood  whereas my aunt lived in a stylish house in a posh locality.

Yet  my aunt would always borrow money from my mother  when logically it should have been the other way round.

My spendthrift “pound-foolish” aunt kept on exploiting my thrifty “penny-wise” mother.

I did not understand the paradox.

How can the rich borrow from the poor?

Does it make any sense?

And  why should the rich borrow from poor?

But now I see this happening all around  when I hear that familiar term “BAILOUT”.

Rich organisations like banks and airlines (who have the most highly paid employees) are being “bailed out” by the comparatively poorer taxpayers. 

Yes  the poor taxpayer is being penalised for the extravagance of these lavish spendthrift organisations  who have landed themselves in dire straits because of their own incompetence and profligacy.

Why should a person who earns much less than the highly paid employees working in these organisations be expected to bail them out?

Is it fair to ask the middle class to bail out someone who is much more financially well-to-do?

Why must the economically prudent subsidize the financially reckless?

It seems the same thing is happening with nations too. 

Developed nations like Greece are seeking bailouts. 

If you have a look at the luxurious lifestyle and plush high standard of living of these European Nations as compared to underdeveloped or developing nations  you really wonder why these developed and modern nations should be “bailed out”.

In fact – it is the less-developed Asian and African nations who need a “bailout” – not developed European nations. 

It is inexplicable.

How can someone with a lower standard of living “bail out” someone with a higher standard of living?

It would be much better if these cash-strapped nations and bankrupt organisations be asked to cut costs, reduce salaries, prune expenditure, implement austerity measures and practice thrift and frugality  rather than giving them bailout after bailout  despite the fact that they continue with their spendthrift lifestyle. 

And if they refuse to mend their profligate ways  then it is better to let them go bust.  

The poor subsidize the rich.

The “pound-foolish” always exploit the “penny-wise”.

Strange but true – an inexplicable paradox – is it not...?

VIKRAM KARVE
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Wednesday, July 1, 2015

THE “POUND-FOOLISH” ALWAYS EXPLOIT THE “PENNY-WISE” – Humor in Finance

Humor in Finance

THE “POUND-FOOLISH” ALWAYS EXPLOIT THE “PENNY-WISE”
BAILOUT – A PARADOX
THE POOR SUBSIDISE THE RICH
Musings
By
VIKRAM KARVE

I still vividly remember an incident which happened in the 1960 when I was a small boy and I lived in Pune.

My mother believed in the concepts of thrift and frugality  and she practiced what she preached

She believed in building up savings rather than borrowing money.

We were taught to live within our means. 

We never took loans. 

In case we wanted to buy something expensive  we saved money till we had enough funds to buy what wanted.

After I got my job  I opened a recurring deposit  saved money every month  and purchased my first scooter after nearly 3 years. 

I still remember that I bought my first car after working for more than 15 years. 

I bought it from my savings  and did not take a loan for buying a car. 

If we could not afford something  we had no hesitation in saying so  and we curtailed our desires instead of having false pretences. 

We had not fallen victim to the disease of instant gratification. 

We believed in “cutting our coat according to our cloth”.

We never lived beyond our means  and that is why we were financially sound  and our savings gave us a sense of security.

We did not believe in “keeping up with the Joneses” – and that is why  we never felt any sense of inferiority or envy if our neighbour was better off than us  or if he had something which we did not have.

I have digressed. 

Let me take you back to the incident which happened more than 45 years ago in the end 1960s. 

As I have already told you  since my mother believed in thrift and frugality  she always travelled around Pune by Public Transport  Pune Municipal Transport (PMT) Bus. 

Commuting by auto-rickshaw or taxi was considered a luxury  and was resorted to only when absolutely necessary like when we had luggage and had to go to the railway station to catch a train  or when there was some elderly or ailing person who could not travel by bus.

One day an aunt came to meet my mother. 

She was much younger and fitter than my mother. 

She had come to borrow money from my mother. 

At first  my mother was quite reluctant to lend her money. 

I too seemed quite surprised that my aunt wanted to borrow money from us  since she was quite well-off financially – as compared to us.

Seeing my mother’s unwillingness to lend her money  my aunt pleaded desperately to the point of emotional blackmail.

(I could overhear something about cheques bouncing etc). 

Finally my mother succumbed  and gave my aunt the money. 

Then – my mother asked me to see off my aunt to the bus stop.

As we were walking towards the bus stop  my aunt asked me to hail an auto-rickshaw.

“You want to go by auto-rickshaw?” I asked her, surprised, “Why don’t you go by PMT bus – it goes right near your house?”

“I am not used to travelling by bus,” my aunt said with disdain, “these PMT buses are so dirty, crowded and uncomfortable – I just can’t travel in these terrible buses. Just call me a auto-rickshaw.”

And so  off she went travelling in the luxury of an auto-rickshaw.

Of course  my snooty aunt would pay the “exorbitant” auto-rickshaw fare out the money borrowed from us  while we would travel by bus – that’s what hurt me the most.

A question arose in my mind.

How can someone who borrows money have a higher standard of living than the person who lends them the money?

In fact  why should someone who is well-to-do and has a higher standard of living  borrow money from someone who is less well-off?   

Isn’t it logical that the standard of living of the lender should be much higher than that of the borrower?

My mother travelled by economical public transport bus. 

My aunt travelled by expensive auto-rickshaw.

We lived in a modest home in a middle-class neighbourhood  whereas my aunt lived in a stylish house in a posh locality.

Yet  my aunt would always borrow money from my mother  when logically it should have been the other way round.

My spendthrift “pound-foolish” aunt kept on exploiting my thrifty “penny-wise” mother.

I did not understand the paradox.

How can the rich borrow from the poor?

Does it make any sense?

And  why should the rich borrow from poor?

But now I see this happening all around  when I hear that familiar term “BAILOUT”.

Rich organisations like banks and airlines (who have the most highly paid employees) are being “bailed out” by the comparatively poorer taxpayers. 

Yes  the poor taxpayer is being penalised for the extravagance of these lavish spendthrift organisations  who have landed themselves in dire straits because of their own incompetence and profligacy.

Why should a person who earns much less than the highly paid employees working in these organisations be expected to bail them out?

Is it fair to ask the middle class to bail out someone who is much more financially well-to-do?

Why must the economically prudent subsidize the financially reckless?

It seems the same thing is happening with nations too. 

Developed nations like Greece are seeking bailouts. 

If you have a look at the luxurious lifestyle and plush high standard of living of these European Nations as compared to underdeveloped or developing nations  you really wonder why these developed and modern nations should be “bailed out”.

In fact – it is the less-developed Asian and African nations who need a “bailout” – not developed European nations. 

It is inexplicable.

How can someone with a lower standard of living “bail out” someone with a higher standard of living?

It would be much better if these cash-strapped nations and bankrupt organisations be asked to cut costs, reduce salaries, prune expenditure, implement austerity measures and practice thrift and frugality  rather than giving them bailout after bailout  despite the fact that they continue with their spendthrift lifestyle. 

And if they refuse to mend their profligate ways  then it is better to let them go bust.  

The poor subsidize the rich.

The “pound-foolish” always exploit the “penny-wise”.

Strange but true – an inexplicable paradox – is it not?

VIKRAM KARVE
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All Stories in this Blog are a work of fiction. Events, Places, Settings and Incidents narrated in the stories are a figment of my imagination. The characters do not exist and are purely imaginary. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

Copyright Notice:
No part of this Blog may be reproduced or utilized in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical including photocopying or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the Blog Author Vikram Karve who holds the copyright.

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Friday, March 1, 2013

RAILWAY FOOD - Mouthwatering Nostalgic Memories

My Article on Heritage Railway Cuisine recounting my Mouthwatering Memories of Eating Experiences on the Indian Railways was published in The Times of India Crest Edition (Times Crest) on Saturday 23 Feb 2013. 

Here is the link to the article:

http://www.timescrest.com/coverstory/roast-chicken-it-must-be-se-railway-9814

My article appeared edited and abridged due to space constraints.

Here is the full unedited unabridged version of my piece on Railway Food


MEMORIES OF RAILWAY FOOD
By
VIKRAM KARVE

For most of my life I’ve lead a nomadic lifestyle which entailed a lot of travel mostly by train. 

The 1960’s and 1970’s were my halcyon days of travelling by the Indian Railways. 

Rail journeys were exciting. 

You travelled twice – first in your mind and then you physically performed the actual journey by train.

First, you read a fascinating book called the Railway Timetable, or Bradshaw, which told you everything about the train and the stations enroute, especially about the food you could anticipate, indicated by symbols.

Do you know that if a railway station had the letters “RVNSbk” suffixed it meant that it had a Restaurant (R) Vegetarian (V) and Non Vegetarian (N) Refreshment Rooms Tea Stall (S) and a Book Stall (bk) and there were symbols which indicated whether a train had a Restaurant, Dining, Buffet or Pantry Car. I eagerly looked forward to enjoying inimitable railway food and for me this was the most exciting part of a train journey.

I still have vivid childhood memories of the delicious continental lunch I relished in the restaurant car of the iconic 1 Down Calcutta Mail via Nagpur. The year was 1963, and as the train chugged its way from Gondia to Dongargarh through the dense jungles of the Gondwana forests, we ate leisurely, savouring every bite, and enjoying the verdant scenery through the large open windows of the old style luxurious restaurant car. 

The freshly cooked food was delicious, with that distinctive flavour of “railway cuisine”, and meal was tastefully served on crockery and cutlery embossed with the symbols of the South Eastern Railway. 

I ate roast chicken, my father had fish and chips and my mother preferred the Indian Style Vegetarian Thali Meal. 

There were a variety of items on the menu, Indian and Continental, and the food was served fresh and piping hot.

We ate unhurriedly in relaxed ambiance. 

It was a one hour run to Dongargarh from Gondia, where we had boarded the restaurant car, and even if you did not finish your meal by then, you could always get off the next station. 

Those days most trains were not vestibuled so suitable halts were provided for passengers to enter and leave Restaurant and Dining Cars.

I think the Calcutta Mail Restaurant Car (operated by South Eastern Railway) had the best menu – a variety of meals, snacks and the choicest of a la carte dishes, and even an impressive English Style full Tea Service albeit in typical Railway Pattern thick white crockery.

Today, if you travel by this celebrated train, or for that matter by any other train, you will have to eat cold insipid characterless “sanitized” foil-packed standardized “assembly line meals” in claustrophobic environs of your berth.

Restaurant Cars have disappeared and your bland “standardized menu” food is now pre-cooked and packed in a Pantry Car or picked up at a “Base Catering Station” but in those glorious days of yesteryear, most prestigious trains, especially in the northern parts of India, had restaurant and dining cars run with pride and élan, each proudly serving its own distinctive cuisine and signature dishes.

Whereas Restaurant Cars served a variety of a la carte dishes as well as standard fixed-menu meals, Dining Cars primarily served meals.

The Frontier Mail (now renamed Golden Temple Mail) had a deluxe restaurant car run by the Western Railway which served inimitable dishes of a variety of cuisines and I have fond mouthwatering memories of delicious dining as the magnificent train sped past the plains and deserts towards Delhi.

The Central Railway ran a superb Restaurant Car on the Deccan Queen and I still cannot forget the wholesome breakfast comprising cornflakes, eggs to order, fresh crisp buttered toast and tea which I enjoyed on my way from Poona (Pune) to Bombay (Mumbai) and the scrumptious fish and chips or yummy baked beans on toast I hungrily devoured on my way back in the evening enjoying the magnificent picturesque spectacle of the lights of Khopoli twinkling far down below while the Deccan Queen chugged up the misty Western Ghats.

The Grand Trunk Express had a Dining Car operated by the Southern Railway which served South Indian Thali Meals, but this was quite a run-of-the-mill dining car, as was the rather unimpressive dining car of the Kalka Delhi Howrah which got detached at Mughal Sarai.

Some Metre Gauge Trains had “Royal” old-world style restaurant and dining cars too, where one enjoyed a leisurely meal, vibrating Metre Gauge fashion, in the unhurried ambiance, and I clearly remember having a fulfilling breakfast in the ancient rickety dining car of the Viramgam – Okha Saurashtra Mail way back in the 1970’s.

Down South, dining and restaurant cars were not in vogue, but there were many “legendary” refreshment rooms which were famous for their signature cuisine.

Guntakal on the Bombay (Mumbai) Madras (Chennai) route was famous for its sumptuous Biryani and “Meal Canvassers” would enter the train well in advance to sell you “meal tickets” to book your meals, as was the prevalent practice on the South Central Railway. 

Generally the train conductor took your meal order which was sent ahead by railway telegram and delicious hot food in quintessential railway white cutlery was served in your compartment from refreshment rooms.  

You could eat the piping hot food unhurriedly as the cutlery was taken away at the next station after an hour or so. 

I still recall the lip-smacking Southern Railway Specialty “Deluxe” Meal of Mutton Madras Curry and Rice.

In some places like Waltair (where there was a rake reversal) or Igatpuri (where there was an engine change) the train stopped long enough for you to have a hot meal in the refreshment room. 

Refreshment rooms served distinctive railway cuisine, many had their own signature dishes, and I cherish fond memories of so many eating experiences. 

And how can I ever forget those nostalgic food memories of a quaint railway station called Rampur Hat on the Sahibganj Loop of the Eastern Railway way back in the 1960’s. 

I remember the best thing about Rampur Hat Railway Station was its Refreshment Room - in fact the Railway Refreshment Room was the best restaurant in Rampur Hat town in those days and it was the only decent eatery where you could go with your family to relish a tasty meal.

The Indian Railways took justifiable pride in their food and catering services. 

I have heard of the famous Heritage Railway Hotel of the Bengal Nagpur Railway (South Eastern Railway) at Puri and I understand that it is probably the last bastion of the Culinary Heritage of the Indian Railways. 

Yes, Railway Cuisine was distinctive and unique in taste and style, and the Indian Railways indeed had an inimitable Culinary Heritage. .

Now it is all over. 

“Standardization” and “Outsourcing” have killed the distinctiveness of Railway Cuisine. 

The food you get on the railways is the same as the food you get elsewhere. 

In fact, now, there is no such thing as “Railway Cuisine” and only mouthwatering memories remain.

VIKRAM KARVE
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A creative person with a zest for life, Vikram Karve is a retired Naval Officer turned full time writer and blogger. Educated at IIT Delhi, IIT (BHU) Varanasi, The Lawrence School Lovedale and Bishops School Pune, Vikram has published two books: COCKTAIL a collection of fiction short stories about relationships (2011) and APPETITE FOR A STROLL a book of Foodie Adventures (2008) and is currently working on his novel and a book of vignettes and an anthology of short fiction. An avid blogger, he has written a number of fiction short stories and creative non-fiction articles on a variety of topics including food, travel, philosophy, academics, technology, management, health, pet parenting, teaching stories and self help in magazines and published a large number of professional  and academic research papers in journals and edited in-house journals and magazines for many years, before the advent of blogging. Vikram has taught at a University as a Professor for 15 years and now teaches as a visiting faculty and devotes most of his time to creative writing and blogging. Vikram Karve lives in Pune India with his family and muse - his pet dog Sherry with whom he takes long walks thinking creative thoughts.

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