Sunday, 1 January 2012

The end is near!

1 day is already gone of this new year, the year many believe to be the last. But is this really the end? Even if it is the end should life be any different than what it used to be?

Enough with the philosophy of things. A little more than 24 hours ago, I witnessed a site like none other. Thousands of people huddled together in the then seemingly tiny Puerta del Sol waiting for 3 hours just so that the big clock strikes 12. Considering the amount of singing, dancing, hooting and celebrations going on during the lead up to the new year's, one would think that at the stroke of 12 everyone would burst out. But nothing of the sort happened. For 12 seconds the entire square was more silent than it had possibly ever been in the whole last year.


The reason behind this stunned silence was 1 of a kind superstition. Yeah, that's right - the 12 grape theory. Luckily, I was right in the middle of this sea of people witnessing a more than 100 year old tradition. And the world calls us India superstitious :D

But the sight showed what amazing belief the Spanish have. It sounded silly at first to stand around doing nothing for over 3 hours just to be able to eat a few pieces of fruit but unless you've seen it firsthand and that too at Sol you wouldn't wanna do it yourself.

After two and a half months, when I was started getting the hang of the Spaniards, they came around to surprise me with their strong beliefs. The people of Sol this day truly believe that their desires would come true for they had continued the age old tradition and I have no doubts that they would continue doing so year and year again.

Lets hope that we live to see the Spaniards eat another 12 grapes! Amen

Saturday, 26 November 2011

A new beginning


This post had been in the offing long enough that I was finally beginning to believe that it was never gonna happen. And it would never have had it not been to a 3-day cold and throat infection which is right now not only keeping me from attending a birthday party but also restricting me totally to the confines of the bed. And while I'm here, I figured why not get this over with. This could either be a start to hopefully a long journal or may be just one of those one odd instances when I get on the internet and try something for the fun of it. We'll see in due course.

How did I get here?
The first week of my MBA classes ended just a little over a day ago. This was followed obviously by a rad party which in the hindsight might have added a few more days to my illness :( Anyways, the first week of classes went through without much hiccups. Sure, most people spent fewer hours sleeping than reading but I guess everyone had expected that to happen anyways, so no complains so far. As expected Marketing and Entrepreneurial Mgmt turned out to be the classes I liked the most but Accounting proved to be a wonderful surprise considering my fascination for numbers.



I complete 1.5 months in Spain tomorrow, a place that I longed to visit. But now that I'm all settled down here, it seems like any other place I have been to before. The cleanliness level (or dirtiness rather) is pretty much the same as back home in New Delhi at least if you consider the city part of Delhi. The one thing I found different, however, is the people. Not in terms of the behavior, cause you can pretty much find all your garden variety jerks and good guys here, but in terms of their attitude I would say. They love to party and know how to enjoy life here. For gods sake, I haven't been to a single club that opened before 1 am and closed before 8. Most days people party till the morning and then go off to class straight afterwards. I feel too much of a chicken coz I haven't doing this yet and this is what inspires me everyday more and more to get there. This I think would be the perfect time for first of my unbreakable :P public promises to try this out.

IE Campus in Segovia
One thing I liked about the place was that even if you don't speak the language, its much easier to get by than others would have you believe. Most big stores have an english speaking personnel and the streets here are so organized that you never get lost. Of course it helps if you have a smartphone in your pocket with loaded maps :) I was hoping it would be much harder thus promoting the need to learn Spanish. However, when you hear others speak something you don't understand that's motivation enough. So, I eagerly await the info session this Monday for the spanish language course but having heard negative reviews about it, I'm also looking for alternative options. The audio lessons that I was banking upon were able to do only so much good (no offense, Ira, my lovely friend who generously provided me with the cds for the same) but now I need hands on experience.

So, I march forward with hopes to learn Spanish and lot more of MBA stuff as I enter the second week of the course. While staying in bed does keep you away from friends and parties, it gives me a lot of time to prepare the cases for the coming week, catch up on my reading and finally get to the one thing that was being procrastinated for the last 2 years, writing this blog.
My first room in Madrid that I shared with the sweetest and the most beautiful Italian girl

I hope I can come back often and update this space as much as I like. You'll find that I have posted some sporadic photos in this entry which have not much meaning to the surrounding text. But this is for the benefit of those friends of mine who constantly pester me photos of Madrid. Hopefully the next set would be more meaningful.

Until later

Tuesday, 28 July 2009

How Porsche hacked the financial system and made a killing

 Adolf Merckle, one of the world’s richest men, committed suicide by throwing himself under a train, Bloomberg reports. Financial difficulties, and particularly great losses he suffered on Volkswagen stock, are being cited as the key reason he ended his life:

[Merckle's company] VEM was caught in a so-called short squeeze after betting Wolfsburg, Germany-based Volkswagen’s stock would fall. Merckle lost at least 500 million euros on the bets on VW stock, people familiar said on Nov. 18. VEM lost “low three-digit million euros” on VW stock, the company said in November.

A “short squeeze” sounds inconspicuous enough; you wouldn’t tell it by Bloomberg’s language, but Merckle’s Volkswagen bet lost out to one of the most masterful hacks of the financial system in history.

For those of us who don’t live and breathe finance, this is that story.

 

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In 1931, Austro-Hungarian engineer Ferdinand Porsche started a German company in his own name. It offered car design consulting services, and was not a car manufacturer itself until it produced the Type 64 in 1939. But things got interesting for Porsche long before then.

In 1933, he was approached by none other than Adolf Hitler, who commissioned a car designed for the German masses. Porsche accepted, and the result was the iconic Beetle, manufactured under the Volkswagen (lit. “people’s car”) brand. Today, Porsche’s company is one of the world’s premier luxury car brands, while Volkswagen (VW) is itself the world’s third-largest auto maker after General Motors and Toyota.

Three years ago, Volkswagen found itself fearing a foreign takeover. Porsche, the company, decided to step in and start buying VW stock ostensibly to protect the landmark brand, widely fueling market expectations that it would eventually buy Volkswagen outright. Of course, this isn’t quite what came to pass.

For three years, Porsche kept accumulating VW stock without telling anyone how much it owned. Every time it purchased more, the amount of free-floating VW stock would decrease, driving the stock price up slightly; your basic supply and demand at work. Eventually the share price became high enough that, to outside observers, it wouldn’t have made any sense for Porsche to buy Volkswagen. It would simply have cost too much.

To explain what happened next, I’m going to first tell you about a financial maneuver called shorting.

 

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At any given point, only a certain amount of a publicly traded company’s stock is floating freely in the market. The rest is held in various portfolios, funds, and investment vehicles. Now, everyone’s familiar with the basic idea behind the stock market: you buy stock when it costs little, and you sell it when it costs a lot, profiting on the difference.

But that assumes a company’s value is going to increase. What if, instead of betting a company will go up, you want to make money betting the company will go down? You can — by selling stock you don’t own.

Say you borrow a certain amount of stock from someone who already owns it. You pay a fixed fee for borrowing the stock, and you sign a contract saying you will return exactly the same amount of stock you took after some amount of time. So, you might borrow a thousand shares of Apple stock from me (I don’t actually own any, but play along), pay me $100 for the privilege, and sign an obligation to return my stock in 3 months. At the time, Apple stock is worth $10 per share.

After you borrow the stock, you immediately sell it. At $10 a share, you get $10,000. Two and a half months later, another rumor about Steve Jobs’ health sends AAPL crashing to only $6 per share for a few hours, so you buy a thousand shares, costing you $6,000. You give me back those shares. Because you successfully bet the company would go down in value, you earned $4,000 minus the borrowing fee. This is called short-selling or shorting the stock, and the downside is obvious: if your bet was wrong, you would have lost money buying back the shares that you have to return to your lender.

 

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Now things get kinky.

When Volkswagen’s share price exceeded the point where it made sense for Porsche to buy the company, a number of hedge funds realized that Volkswagen shares have nowhere to go but down. With Porsche out of the picture, there was simply no reason for VW to keep going up, and the funds were willing to bet on it. So they shorted huge amounts of VW stock, borrowing it from existing owners and selling it into circulation, waiting for the price drop they considered inevitable.

Porsche anticipated exactly this situation and promptly bought up much of these borrowed VW shares that the funds were selling. Do you see where this is going? Analysts did. According to The Economist, Adam Jonas from Morgan Stanley warned clients not to play “billionaire’s poker” against Porsche. Porsche denied any foul play, saying it wasn’t doing anything unusual.

But then, last October 26th, they stepped forward and bared their portfolio: through a combination of stock and options, they owned 75% of Volkswagen, which is almost all the company’s circulating stock. (The remainder is tied up in funds that cannot easily release it.)

To put it mildly, the numbers scared the living hell out of the hedge funds: if they didn’t immediately buy back the Volkswagen stock they were shorting, there might not be any left to buy later, and it isn’t their stock — they have to return it to someone. If their only option is thus to buy the VW stock from Porsche, then the miracle of supply and demand will hit again, and Porsche can ask for whatever price it wants per VW share — twenty times their value, a hundred times their value — because there’s no other place to buy. They’re the only game in town.

And that, my friends, is called a short squeeze.

 

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Porsche’s ownership disclosure sent the hedge funds on such a flurry of purchases for any Volkswagen stock still in circulation that the VW share price jumped from below €200 to over €1000 at one point on October 28th, making Volkswagen for a brief time the world’s most valuable company by market cap.

On paper, Porsche made between €30-40 billion in the affair. Once all is said and done, the actual profit is closer to some €6-12 billion. To put those numbers in perspective, Porsche’s revenue for the whole year of 2006 was a bit over €7 billion.

Porsche’s move took three years of careful maneuvering. It was darkly brilliant, a wealth transfer ingeniously conceived like few we’ve ever seen. Betting the right way, Porsche roiled the financial markets and took the hedge funds for a fortune.

Betting the wrong way, Adolf Merckle took his life.

Thursday, 18 June 2009

Code Reviews

Just sick of them. Especially the one that my team mate is having and dragging me along into it. Feel like its just better to check-in the damn code and test out the bugs rather than get stuck on the smallest most meaningless issues for months at a time. Designing and re-designing the entire thing and still coming nowhere close to being solid.


An automated code reviewer!!! Now there's a patentable idea, but only if someone would pick it up and design something.
Maybe someday someone will...