不惋惜，不呼唤，我也不啼哭；金黄色的落叶堆满我心间，
我已经再不是青春少年……

With another long holiday weekend in an endless waiting, I came across this reading again by Lu Yao about his writing experience of 《平凡的世界》. To see a comment of 《平凡的世界》, see
http://club.6park.com/tea/messages/14614.html

You may find this novel here,
http://www.shuku.net:8082/novels/luyao/pingfan/pingfan.html

This novel is my favorite and I have read it many times, and each time I can still feel the excitement. The main figure of the novel ShaoPing has been my role model for many years. I am very much indebted to this book, for the many inspiration about life I have drawn from it. In part it is a vivid historical account of people’s life in an important period for Chinese in the last century and it is very important for us to understand what we have gone through, before we can better figure out where we are going; it is also life philosophy bible in which the author show us all the people’s endeavors and their interactions.

This writing, however, make many quoting from早晨从中午开始 ——《平凡的世界》创作随笔, which can be found in the link below,
http://www.shuku.net:8082/novels/luyao/luyao05.html

Behind this great novel is the unusual life story of the author, Lu Yao, himself in the process of writing, which really gives me a lesson about serious literature writing. This article reveals the striking facts about the birth of this great works, the uncountable amount of work and efforts to bring it to the world. We can appreciate the work more if we know what the author has gone through before he can present it us. And many of his words really stroke me as I can see my own shadow in them, from my experience in the last two years or so.

Lu Yao makes it very clear,

还是那句属于自己的话：有时要对自己残酷一点。应该认识到，如果不能重新投入严峻的牛马般的劳动，无论作为作家还是作为一个人，你真正的生命也就将终结。
 
To make the statement concrete, he starts with the preparation work of this writing,

根据初步设计，这部书的内容将涉及一九七五年到一九八五年十年间中国城乡广泛的社会生活。

　　这十年是中国社会的大转型期，其间充满了密集的重大历史性事件；而这些事件又环环相扣，互为因果，这部企图用某种程序的编年史方式结构的作品不可能回避它们。

现在，首要的任务是应该完全掌握这十年间中国（甚至还有世界——因为中国并不是孤立的存在，它是世界的一员）究竟发生过什么。不仅是宏观的了解，还应该有微观的了解。因为庞大的中国各地大有差异，当时的同一政策可能有各种做法和表现。这十年间间发生的事大体上我们都经历过，也一般地了解，但要进入作品
的描绘就远远不够了。生活可以故事化，但历史不能编造，不能有半点似是而非的东西。只有彻底弄清了社会历史背景，才有可能在艺术中准确描绘这些背景下人们的生活形态和精神形态。

较为可靠的方式是查阅这十年间的报纸——逐日逐月逐年地查。报纸不仅记载于国内外第一天发生的重大事件，而且还有当时人们生活的一般性反映。

于是，我找来了这十年间的《人民日报》、《光明日报》，一种省报，一种地区报和《参考消息》的全部合计本。

房间里顿时堆起了一座又一座“山”。

我没明没黑开始了这件枯燥而必需的工作，一页一页翻看，并随手在笔记本上记下某年某月某日的大事和一些认为“有用”的东西。工作量太巨大，中间几乎成了一种奴隶般的机械性劳动。眼角糊着眼屎，手指头被纸张靡得露出了毛细血管，搁在纸上，如同搁在刀刃上，只好改用手的后掌（那里肉厚一些）继续翻阅。用了几个月时间，才把这件恼的人工作做完。以后证明，这件事十分重要，它给我的写作带来了极大的方便——任何时候，我都能很快查找到某日某月世界、中国、一人省、一个地区（地区又直接反映了当时基层各方面的情况）发生了什么。在查阅报纸的同时，我还想得到许多当时的文件和其它至关重要的材料（最初的结构中曾设计将一两个国家中枢领导人作为作品的重要人物）。我当然无法查阅国家一级甚至省一级的档案材料，只能在地区和县一级利用熟人关系抄录了一些有限的东西，在极大的遗憾中稍许得到一点补充，但迫使我基本上放弃了作为人物来描写国家中枢领导人的打算。

一年多的时间不知不觉过去了，但是，似乎离进入具体写作还很遥远。所有的文学活动和其它方面的社会活动都基本上不再参与，生活外于封闭状态。全国各地文学杂志的笔会时有邀请，一律婉言谢绝。

Life is not supposed to be easy, and if you ever want to achieve something, work hard! since you are fighting with your destiny, who is trying to prevent you from achieving something you really want. A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and any significant achievement is based on years of accumulation. This is a simple fact many young people need to understand before they take on their ambitious life plan.

在以后漫长的写作过程中，我由于隐入很深，对于处理写作以外的事已经失去智慧，都由他帮我料理。直至全书完结，我的精神疲惫不堪，以致达到失常的程度，智力似乎像几岁的孩子，连马路都得思考半天才能决定怎样过。

情绪为之而亢奋。写作整个地进入狂热状态。身体几乎不存在；生命似乎就是一种纯粹的精神形式。日常生活变为机器人性质。

但是，没有比这一切更美好的了。

没有时间！连半个小时的时间都不敢耽搁。为了约束自己的意志，每天的任务都限制的很死，完不成就不上床休息。工作间实际上成了牢房，而且制定了严厉的“狱规”，决不可以违犯。每天中午吃完两个馒头一碗稀饭，就像丢下襁褓中的婴儿一样匆忙地赶回工作间。在准备当天工作的空挡，用电热杯烧开水冲一杯咖啡，
立刻就坐下工作。晚上吃完饭，要带两个馒头回来，等凌晨工作完毕上床前，再烧一杯咖啡，吃下去这就不来是夜宵还是早点的两个冷馒头。

激奋与凄苦交织在一起。

对待息的工作，不仅严肃，而且苛求。一种深远的动力来自对往事的回忆与检讨。时不时想起青少年时期那些支离破碎的生活，那些盲目狂热情绪支配下的荒唐行为，那些迷离失落的伤感和对未来的涉茫无知。一切都似乎并不遥远，就发生在昨天。而眼下却能充满责任感与使命感，从事一种与千百万人有关系的工作，这是多么值得庆幸。因此，必须紧张地抓住生命黄金段落中的一分一秒，而不管要付出什么样的代价，现在我已全然明白，像我这样出身卑微的人，在人生之旅中，如果走错一步或错过一次机会，就可能一钱不值地被黄土埋盖；要么，就可能在瞬息万变的社会浪潮中成为无足轻重的牺牲品。生活拯救了我，就要知恩而报，不辜负它的厚爱。要格外珍视自己的工作和劳动。你一无所有走到今天，为了生活慷概的馈赠，即使在努力中随时倒下也义无反顾。你没有继承谁的坛坛罐罐，迄今为止的一切都是靠自己的劳动所获。应该为此而欣慰。

为了这所有的一切，每一天走向那个黑暗可怕的“作坊”，都应保持不可变更的状态：庄严的时刻就在今天。

Not to compare to this great author in any sense, since my little personal achievement is nothing to compare with his (to this day I have not affected anyone’s life in a significant sense as his works did), but I have similar experience in the last two years’ quant studies. Somehow I decided to get into this tough career path, and only found people’s expectation is much higher than just a quantitative PhD from a prestigious school. Job market has been tough and was getting only tougher, and I know in order to excel, I had to be better prepared. I never considered myself a smart guy, so only harder work can make the difference. There are countless nights I spent in my den (I am lucky to have good study space, much better than Lu Yao’s) while others were relaxing and enjoying the night life. It’s the pressure that is pushing me, one interview after another, each requiring different knowledge set. I must set target for myself and quite often they are unrealistic. So working nonstop is the only option. Just like Yao, I was also fearful of any tiny potential change, since I know I must live like the tightened spring and I cannot afford the time to adjust to the change. So I minimized my life: I may buy the same food from the same restaurant for a long time, though I was fed up with that food, since the convenience/time-saving is the only thing that is in my eyes; I may use the same dress for three months since I am not sure I can and do not want to bother to figure out a better one. The way that is working now is the best. All that is in my brain is the frequent contacts with recruiters, the interview schedules and corresponding review plans. Indeed the “grave” moment is today, and such day is every day.

 
写作中最受折磨的也许是孤独。

人是一个非常复杂的矛盾体。为了不受于干扰地工作，常常要逃避世俗的热闹；可一旦长期陷和孤境，又感动痛苦，又感动难以忍受。一般情况下，我喜欢孤独。我的最大爱好是沉思默想。可以一个人长时间地独处而感动身心愉快。独享欢乐是一种愉快，独自忧（模糊的）也是一种愉快。孤独的时候，精神不会是一片纯
粹的空白，它仍然是一个丰富多采有世界。情绪上的大欢乐和悲痛往往都孤独中产生。孤独中，思维可以不依照罗辑进行。孤独更多地产生人生的诗情——激昂的和伤感伤痛的诗情。孤独可以使人的思想向更脘更深邃的地方伸展，也能使你对自己或环境作更透彻的认识和检讨。

当然，孤独常常叫人感到无以名状的忧伤。而这忧伤有时又是很美丽的。我喜欢孤独。但我也惧怕孤独。现在，屈指算算，已经一个人在这深山老林里度过了很长一段日子。多少天里，没和一个人说过一句话。白天黑夜，一个人孤零零地呆在这间房子里，作伴的只有一只老鼠。

极其渴望一种温暖，渴望一种柔情。整个身体僵硬得如同一块冰。写不下去，痛不欲生；写得顺利，欣喜若狂。这两种时候，都需要一种安慰和体贴。

尤其是每个星期六的傍晚，医院里走得空无一人。我常伏在窗前，久久地遥望河对岸林立的家属楼。看见层层亮着灯火的窗户，想象每一扇窗户里面，人们全家围坐一起聚餐，充满了安逸与欢乐。然后，窗帘一道道拉住，灯火一盏盏熄灭，一片黑暗。黑暗中，我两眼发热。这就是生活。你既然选择了一条艰难的道路，就得
舍弃人世间的许多美好。

长长地吐出一声叹息，重新坐回桌前，回到那一群虚构的男女之间。在这样的时候，你描描绘他们的悲欢离合，就如同一切都是你自己切身的体验和感受。你会流着幸酸的或者是幸福的泪水讲述他们的故事——不，在你看来，这已不是故事，而是生活本身。长长地吐出一声叹息，突然从远处传来一声火车的鸣叫，便忍不住
停下笔，陷入到某种遐想之中。这充满激情的声音似乎是一种如唤。你会想到朋友和亲人从远方赶来和你相会，以及月台上的那揪心的期盼与久别重逢的惊喜。

我的难言的凄苦在于基本放弃了常人的生活。没有星期天，没有节假日，不能陪孩子去公园，连听一段音乐的时间都被剥夺了，更不要说上剧院或电影院。每逢星期天或节假日。机关院子里空无一人，在这昏暗的房间里像被抛弃了似的龟缩在
桌前，毫无意识之中，眼睛就不由潮湿起来。

The torture, however, is not just physical, for people of emotional being, the issue are more of mentality. Again not to compare with Yao, the feeling of loneliness and anxiety also attacked me from time to time during the journey. Yes, no weekend, no holiday, no park or concerts, no social with friends, not even much gym-workout. I really felt left out by this world. When everyone else is enjoying the funs of some kind, I know my only option is to study, since I choose to be different. Just like Yao, in the last two years or so I slept around 4/5 am and get up around noon, coffee is a daily necessity, and Yiruma’s music is the best companion to help go through the many sleepless study nights. When the studies make the brain tired, quite often I may recall an old friend and wondered how they are doing now; and many fictitious scenarios may run through my brain as conjecture began. Or I tried to recall my hiking advantures back to college days. When you choose to be with no one, you must be able to enjoy the beauty of being alone. Well, this is life, once you are on the journey you chose to take, do the walk to the best of your capacity. Try to enjoy the process, if cannot, just believe there is an end to everything. You cannot move everyone, but at least you moved yourself. As an author, Lu Yao was happy, because he was putting down on the paper the things he felt urged to express, the strong feeling for the life itself, the life he was deeply in love with. As normal people, how many of us can feel the same rejoice? To express human’s feeling for this ordinary but not plain world, to witness the life we had gone through using the most vivid yet profound words, and to describe people’s participation in these events and their interactions, the passion and love, the hatred and revenge, and the ambition and the endeavors. All these are living in his world and become part of him. As Yao well put, it is a special privilege of Chinese writers since any of their works/feeling can be shared by millions of readers nationwide and may receive such strong supports/encouragements. So writers are really respect-deserved, as well as rewarding profession, if he lives in and enjoys a deep internal utopia of his, and he knows what he is writing about. Be a writer was once my childhood dream, and I hope I still have to the courage the pick up this dream one day.
 

第二部完全结束，我也完全倒下了。身体状况不是一般地失去弹性，而是弹簧整个地被扯断。

其实在最后的阶段，我已经力不从心，抄改稿子时，像个垂危病人半躺在桌面上，斜着身子勉强用笔在写。几乎不是用体力工作，而纯粹靠一种精神力量在苟延残喘。

稿子完成的当天，我感到身上再也没有一点劲了，只有腿、膝盖还稍微有点力量，于是，就跪在地板上把散乱的稿页和材料收拾起来。终于完全倒下了。身体软弱得像一摊泥。最痛苦的是每吸进一口气都特别艰难，要动员身体全部残存的力量。在任何地方，只要坐一下，就睡着了。有时去门房取报或在院子晒太阳就鼾声如雷
地睡了过去。坐在沙发上一边喝水一边打盹，脸被水杯碰开一道血口子。我不知自己患了什么病。其实，后来我才知道，如果一个人三天不吃饭一直在火车站扛麻贷，谁都可能得这种病。这是无节制的拼命工作所导致的自然结果。

但是，只要上苍赐福于我，让我能最后冲过终点，那么永远倒下不再起来，也可以安然闭目了。

一切所经历的有关这部书的往事历历在目，但似乎又相当遥远。时至今日，我也不知道我是怎样走过来的。在紧张无比的进取中，当我们专心致志往前赶路的时候，往往不会过多留心身后及两旁的一切；我们只是盯着前面那个唯一的目标。而当我们要接近或到达这个目标时，我们才不由回头看一眼自己所走过的旅程。

这是一次漫长的人生孤旅。因此，曾丧失和牺牲了多少应该拥有的生活，最宝贵的青春已经一去不返。当然，可以为收获的某些果实而自慰，但也会为不再盛开的花朵而深深地悲伤。生活就是如此，有得必有失。为某种选定的目标而献身，就应该是永远不悔的牺牲。

无论如何，能走到这一天就是幸福。

再一次想起了父亲，想起了父亲和庄稼人的劳动，从早到晚，从春天冬，从生到死，第一次将种子播入土地，一直到把每一颗粮食收回，都是一丝不苟，无怨无悔，兢兢业业，全力以赴，直至完成——用充实的劳动完成自己的生命过程。

Anyone’s life is really only earmarked by a few significant events, which actually is based on thousands of days of daily work. No hard work, no harvest, such a plain fact. You lose something, you gain something, and no efforts are for nothing. Just believe all your work will eventually leads to something, and there is a purpose for everything. Whenever you feel your life is full, you are on the right track.

The weakness of the deeply-involved authors like Lu Yao, is also that they got too much involved in their work, which may be the best thing for their writing, but definitely a killing for themselves. I wish a clear-cut boundary can be drawn. When you are young, probably it is still OK (and probably you should be a bit crazy about life, we call it passion). When you are getting older, use your caution. We need heroes, not martyrs.

在接近通常吃晚饭的那个时分，终于为全书划上了最后一个句号。几乎不是思想的支配，而是不知出于一种什么原因，我从桌前站起来所做的第一件事，就是把手中的那支圆珠笔从窗户里拥了出去。我来到卫生间用热水洗了洗脸。几年来，我第一次认真地在镜子里看了看自己。我看见了一张陌生的脸。两鬓竟然有了那么多的白发，整个脸苍老得像个老人，皱纹横七竖八，而且憔翠不堪。我看见自己泪流满面。

索性用脚把卫生间的门踢住，出声地哭起来，我向另一个我表达无限的伤心、委屈和儿童一样的软弱。而那个父亲一样的我制止了哭泣的我并引导我走出卫生间。

我细心彻底地收拾了桌面。一切都装进了远行的箱子里，唯独留下那十本抄写得工工整整的手稿放在桌面的中央。

我坐下来点燃一支烟，沉默了片刻，以使自己的心情平静到能出席宴会的程度。在这一刻里，我什么也没有想，只记起了杰出的德国作家托马斯•曼的几句话：“……终于完成了。它可能不好，但是完成了。只要能完成，它也就是好的。”

Crying, crying, you have the reasons of the whole world to celebrate it with your deepest feeling and there is no reason to hide it. You so deserve it!  Upon reading this, my tears shed together with Yao. Yes, “Finally it is done; it is not the best, but I really used all my heart and soul to finish it, and I believe it cannot be done better with my capacity, so it is THE best, for me.” Life is a journey; there is no absolutely success or failure. It’s all about you, and how you evaluate your endeavor.

So what is after this stop of journey? After all, life is a non-stop process, it goes on till end of your breath. One victory is always follows by the wonder and puzzle. In his great work, Lu Yao has given us enough hints through the pursuit of ShaoPing: never settle for the life you have already achieved, and be aware that the limit of an individual life. No matter where you are in your pursuit, always be open and kind to people around you, be ready to offer help to people around you within your capacity. You will be happier if you do so.

For Lu Yao, his life burned out not too long after finishing this great work, since he used too much of his energy in the writing which is a big torture for himself. It is a great pity! His life story, though, has given us great inspiration and set up an immortal example about how to live one's life to its full limit. Be passionate, be devoated the life goal, be positive, never give up hope, never say impossible, any one can be hero!

May Lu Yao's soul rest in peace in heaven!

Right after midnight, the campus was soaring with hundreds of young people yelling one name. On my subway ride home, some young kids occupied an entire car and exclaim the victory at every station stopped at. Well, indeed this is a historical moment, when the first black president of USA, Obama, the new God who was not born in stable, is unveiled.

Though it is not a surprise at all, it still excite millions of Americans. It is something that has to happen, and has profound effects to the entire world. Why? Because his failure, if ever happens, can only leads to the conclusion that Americans are not brave enough to overcome the racial discrimination, not brave enough to embrace the change. It is the "change" that changed the destiny of Obama, as a non-God and an inexperienced politician. Bush made a mess, someone has to clean it, and McCain is unlikely the one. Ever since this country is trapped into the costly anti-terrorism warfare and the Financial Crisis, and seeing no hope of getting out of it, people has been tried of empty talks of the Capital Hill; they want real change, and Obama the new God appears at the perfect time. Actually who really believe a new president can really change everything? But the question itself is no longer that important, the hope is! Just like those ibankers who stock up the toxic CDOs would not consider the possibility that the value of their holding would jump water one day, it's not that they indeed believe that is impossible, they just don't think that way. And that is belief that they have to have in order to sit in office comfortably every day and fall in sleep with no trouble every night, it is a professional belief you have to have; Obama the new God is not a real God, no one is. He is not the cure for everything, but at least his being elected give people the belief, that this country will survive and recover. However, the real cure is not him, the real cure is in every Americans. It is the luxurious living style, the endless desire for new car, furniture, house etc. that has lead to the disaster. Yes, Greenspan seduced you, but you are the one who took the apple.If US cannot stop the endless borrowing from China, Japan, if she cannot realize she cannot overuse her credit and future generation's money at her own disposal, there is no way she can fix the problem, it is just simply not sustainable. Interesting enough, I came across an article describing American's feeling of "happiness" has increased since the crisis. Why? With a clearer picture of being in trouble in front of every working family, people realize they need to save up, rather than abuse their credit. So less time is spent on unnecessary (well, most are indeed unnecessary, used only because seduced) luxurious activities and more time is spent on "quality time" with family. Happiness really does not need to come together with wealth; it can be every little simple things in family life, isn't it? Marin Country was once the richest county of US, (and beautiful place where I had unforgettable hiking experience), but it was also famous for the highest suicide rate. Money cannot buy happiness, period.

Let's not do too much sore talking here, after all, it is a holiday for Americans. Congratulations, America, and Obama the new God, Oops sorry, Obama the new president. Just watched the Acceptance Speech of Obama, a very well-composed one. “Yes, we can” was repeated a number of time, which bear much resemblance to Dr. ML King’s famous speech. American are very good at the "show" business; the speech and the appearance of the first- and second- families to-be really lift up people's spirit.

Two things really impressed me about American election: Democracy and appealing to patriotism during the campaign. (Cut 534 words to make someone happy).

Though the victory is more of symbolic, and the world won't change much as the sun rise tomorrow morning. But a hope is brought out, and let’s uses our best wishes and efforts to make that happen, both US and China.

This is for Oct,13 Monday.

Had a random walk down the street, saw many interesting things in a sunny day. Reason? Had to pause during an interview with a firm on the street.Why Random? Well, I am in this city for four years, but never explored this famous area. Shame on me, isn't it?

The interview with this prestigious firm is confirmed at 10am. I did not feel quite well when got up in the morning since I only slept for 4/5 hours last night. Though I have told myself many time it is useless to do the last-minute(actually, last-hours) makeup review, I still did this final struggle thing again. The first interview with India? GG does not go quite well, was probed on coding for string staff which I read long time ago but forgot, then Mickency style brainteaser like "how do you estimate # fishes in a
lake?". Again I gave some directions (what fish eat? what eat fish? Direct Sampling? ) but lack of good practical ways.Finally he jumped to option pricing which is familiar ground. I had to reinforce myself from time to time by telling myself "this guy is ugly and can sit here, so I can too!" The second interviewer is a Chinese, actually was a PostDoc at LBL, so we are half alumni. This time I felt much better since he probed diverse areas of fundamental questions, and that's my strength, since I have covered a lot of grounds well. After hour-long talk, he politely ended the conversation. The next interviewer is supposed to be the big boss, but he was busy, and I was told to come back at 2pm.

So I got 1.5 hours to kill, and I am in a "cannot think straight" state with consequence of insufficient sleep coming into effect. I randomly picked a direction but soon found it was a really busy street. A lot of merchants were selling different things on the street side, from Tshirt to Gyro food (which make me feel hungry). A band is playing loud and lively music, and many tourists are checking out all the booth. It was really a vivid image of how a good life should be, worry-free  and enjoys the sunlight and people around you! Two blocks down I found the bronze bull. Can you believe it, I have seen this one so many times on paper but never saw it real! Many tourists are taking turns to take pictures with the bull, and I wish I have a camera! Not far from the bull is a grand museum building with some impressive sculpture. All these are really good, and I found myself in battery park after a few blocks of walk. People are forming long lines to board ferry to Elly Island to see Statue of Liberty. Shame on me again, I have never been on that island. I had one second's thoughts on buying a ticket and boarding the ferry, but kill it another second later with worry of insufficient time. Another day ba,I promise myself,which I know just another wish that will probably never be realized. Well, like it or not, such is life, something either happen now (you really want it and then push it forward), or will never happen. So I picked a seat by the seashore and starts to enjoys the scene. It is really good. Well, life could be so busy and you just cannot be yourself, but a toy whose motion is dictated by your schedule book. You just don't know what you have missed, till you make a pause, and observe around. I am being paused now, unexpectedly, and found the thing around is really good. Blue sky, white cloud, ferry and boats with passengers on board, ocean waves, Liberty in foreground,and kids playing around on the grass. This is REALLY GOOD!

After another 30 minutes wandering on the busy street and grabbing some pizza to fill the stomach, I was back to the interview room. Afternoon's agenda is talk with a junior PhD and two bosses, one for the subgroup, who should be the direct boss of this position, and the other the big boss of the bigger group, the hiring manager I believe. The junior PhD is with econometrics background, nice person but not easy questions, since his area is not my strength, but I did OK. The direct boss was trying to give me a hard time by appearing tough and hard-to-satisfy, an interview technique I believe, to see how you respond/perform under pressure. I braced myself and showed little fear: I know who I am and what I can bring to the table, back to 10/20 years ago you were probably much inferior than I am now! But after he asked and heard that I have a JO already, he suddenly changed attitude and smile appears on his face! Another interview technique? As expected, the bigger boss was still busy, had me waited 20 minutes in the interview room and only talked to me for 10 minutes.I only got the chance to talk about my research.

After walking through so many interviews, I know how random the interviews can be, just like today's. What can each of them figure out about candidate in limited 30/40 minutes? Not too much. However, you had to be prepared for all possible areas that may be probed, which make quant interview one of the most scary thing in the world! You will never know what you are gonna get! Weird brainteasers are among them. While at the end of day you are regretting you did not review a particular area you were questioned, you cannot complain to them why didn't you ask me in other areas A,B...Z which I did prepare. They make the game, you play. That is it.

I am really glad that I had this random walk down the street today, which leads to some thoughts about life. The street can be a random walk, so is the firms on the street, so is your path into the street firm, so is your life itself.While making the walk, probably we should think about whether life could be more deterministic, rather than just a Brownian Motion.