Hey,
There’s a Street View… ,
… , and then there’s a street view.
I rely on…
…my street view.
Making it a point not to heed that the Street thinks, I repeatedly look for micro and macro signs on my street.
My street is where I am.
I mostly spend my time in my own country.
And, my street view is one of staggered growth.
There’s development…
…with holdups waiting to happen out of nowhere, and often.
That’s India, for me.
Am I going to cry?
I scream, actually, at apathy prevailing, but from the inside. To no avail. At one point the screaming stops. The only thing remains is to take advantage. I’ll make it up for India. Part of the money earned will go towards a private initiative towards my country’s development. So, no guilty-conscience here. My country gives me repeated opportunities. Why should I not take them? India does give me grief too. It’s ok. I love my country. We both can take liberties with each other, as do parents and children between themselves.
Owing to our attitudinal coordinates, our country is full of bottlenecks, and these bring a rising entity down, regularly.
Apart from that we’re emotional.
Over-emotional, actually.
So what’s going down goes down by an unhealthy multiple.
Activation.
Chart Pattern?
Numbers talking to you?
Method.
System development.
Pinpoint.
Enter.
Sizably.
Making size a function of portfolio magnitude.
When something here rises, one lets it ride with a stop that eventually triggers, then trails.
One never books a winner fully in India. Not in this bull market.
Billion dollar strategy.
One first goes cost-free.
And then some.
After one’s in-the-profit stop is triggered and then hit, one takes one’s principal out, with which one will fight the next battle, the next quest for cost-free-ness.
One leaves one’s cost-free-ness created on the table and shifts if out of sight and out of mind.
One’s cost-free-ness can be held for a long, long time.
Till 2050?
Yes, if the underlying has been duly whetted for a 2050 hold.
That’s how we play India.
Till 2050.
magic bull 