Options Trading Handbook
There are thousands of books on Options but you wouldn’t find the knowledge that this book provides. The writers provide you descriptive knowledge of options, option Greeks etc. None of the books would provide you the practical concepts on Options that may enable even a semi-literate person to use Option Trading to get rich. This book, that covers the latest information right from the ABCs of Options to Option Greeks in a very simple language, is a rare work of Mahesh Kaushik, the most read research analyst of the Indian stock market.
Kaushik likes to explain complex subjects in simple terms. Keeping the same in mind, this book has also been written in the format of a story to ensure you don’t get bored at any point while reading it. The character in the story Ghisu Bhai is a common waiter and the book, witten in an autobiographical style, describes how Kaushik went about teaching him Option Trading.
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They forced the basement door and descended. The smell hit them first: mildew and something cloying, like peaches gone wrong. Old props leaned against the walls — gilded picture frames, a mannequin head whose painted eyes had been scraped away. On a table lay a board game, its pieces scattered into a constellation of cardboard masks. Mara’s phone buzzed again
At dawn, Mara sat alone on the theater steps with the suitcase between her knees. She opened the ledger and read the names once more. She imagined Elias in the chair, the camera on his chest, the last frame of his life. She thought of the child’s lullaby looping under static, an innocent sound turned sinister. Don’t let them finish it
They followed the ledger’s last entry to a rehearsal room above the theater. There, in a circle of folding chairs, the cast had once held their meetings. Now one chair bore fresh scuffs and a smear of dried blood. On the chair’s seat sat a phone with a single recording. When Mara pressed play, a voice she recognized — Kaito’s — said three words and then a final sigh: "Tell them. Forgive."
"This is incredible," Sarah exclaimed. "But what's with the naming convention? And who could have made this?"
