Congratulations to Prachi Choudhary on winning the Bronze medal in the Women’s 400m at the Asian Games. Her excellent run has earned India a memorable place on the podium. Wishing her the very best for the endeavours ahead: PM @narendramodi
I consider myself someone who loves to learn.
Over the past few years of my life, I have maintained my Duolingo streak while making sure that I'm not just doing Duolingo for the streak - I have to learn.
But my questions don't end with Spanish.
That's why I built Learnr.
I'm 13 y/o and I built Leaki. People think building enterprise software needs a massive team, but I just built the first agentic auditor to fix revenue leakage automatically.
It's one of a kind, more efficient, more accurate, cheaper, and it actually takes action.
Check it out at https://t.co/4tB1eQI3Dr!
X, here's my story:
I started programming in Python and C++ during COVID. I built little games, a calculator, etc. I won the debate state championship and finaled at nationals twice and started building Tilt in the summer of my freshman year as a social media platform for debaters. I scaled it to 5k users, retention sucked, so I pivoted to Ravioli, a F2P alternative to Kalshi with real prizes. I knew that Ravioli's ceiling was far below the industry-defining, world-changing company that I could not let myself live without building, and started looking elsewhere. Around the same time, a bad migration took down Ravioli's AMM trading endpoint for 3 hours during a peak usage period, and I naturally wondered how I could prevent this going forward and researched what the industry is doing now. I asked the founder of Ollama for advice, and he said that the problem is right, but the perspective could be that CI and GitHub Actions are broken for agents. That's where I got together with two of my best friends and started building Antifailure.
I'm 16 years old, and I just permanently killed staging environments.
We built something insane: a disposable copy of production.
Not a smaller database. Not a fixture. Production.
• Same size, same shape, same load
• Every real name replaced
• Your change runs there first
• On every pull request
• Person or agent
• If it breaks, it breaks there. Then the copy deletes itself.
You watch it fail before merge.
A “safe” index takes ACCESS EXCLUSIVE on 48,201,338 rows. Checkout p99 goes 240ms → 4,730ms. The PR is blocked.
Staging still says 916 passing, 0 failing. CrowdStrike grounded 5,000 flights. Rogers cut off 12 million people who could not call 911.
The tests were green. The tests were not production.
Know before you ship.
https://t.co/Xrxl6d677v
We’re hiring founding engineers and founding growth. https://t.co/uAsZmtGIHO
In April 2019, one of the largest food companies in the world sued 9 potato farmers in Gujarat.
The farmers were growing a potato. They had bought the seed in the local market. Most of them had never heard of intellectual property.
The company wanted damages running into crores.
Her name is Kavitha Kuruganti.
She is a farmers' rights activist and the convenor of an organisation called the Alliance for Sustainable and Holistic Agriculture.
The potato at the centre of it is called FL 2027, sold commercially as FC5. It is the variety grown for Lay's chips, because it has low moisture content and fries well. PepsiCo India had registered it in 2016 under a law called the Protection of Plant Varieties and Farmers' Rights Act.
That law is unusual, and it is the whole point of this story.
Most countries protect the plant breeder. India's law protects the breeder and the farmer, in the same statute. Section 39 says a farmer is entitled to save, use, sow, resow, exchange, share or sell his farm produce, including the seed of a protected variety.
That right was written in deliberately, because in India seed has been saved and exchanged between farmers for thousands of years, and Parliament decided that a registration certificate should not be able to end that.
PepsiCo sued anyway.
The response was immediate. Farmers' organisations mobilised. Political parties took it up. It became a national argument about whether a company could own a potato.
On 10th May 2019, PepsiCo withdrew all the cases.
That is usually where such a story ends. The company retreats, the news moves on, and the registration that made the lawsuit possible stays exactly where it was.
Kuruganti did not stop there.
In June 2019 she filed an application asking the authority to revoke PepsiCo's registration of the variety altogether. Her argument was that the registration itself was wrong, that documents were missing from the original application, and that granting it was against public interest given the hardship it had caused.
It took 2 years.
On 3rd December 2021, the Protection of Plant Varieties and Farmers' Rights Authority revoked the certificate. The order noted that the registration had been granted despite missing paperwork, that there were discrepancies in the process, and that farmers had suffered hardship as a result.
PepsiCo challenged it in the Delhi High Court, and the case has gone back and forth through the courts since.
Whatever the final legal position, one thing already happened and cannot be undone.
9 farmers who could not have afforded to defend themselves were sued by a company worth hundreds of billions, and within a month the company walked away.
Not because the farmers hired better lawyers.
Because 1 woman read the Act properly and knew that Section 39 was in there.
Junagadh, Gujarat: A villager Karshan Rambhai Nandania says, "The people of our village, the Gram Panchayat, the Sarpanch and other village representatives, along with the shopkeepers, have all come together and taken a decision. We held a meeting and decided that junk food...should not be available in our village..."
I like what @Tukaram_IndIAS is doing in Maharashtra, I love it.
But his PR overdrive is making me very uneasy.
His should speak through his work.
Whenever government officers begin to actively court media attention, it weakens their authenticity and perception.
It also deprives of attention the numerous other officers who are also doing their job efficiently across India but don’t know how to seek or get media attention.
@fssaiindia
Our founder who created the Jhooth ki goonj website has been continuously threatened by Rahul Gandhi’s PR team.
She is just 20 years old. Let this tweet spread and tell everyone what kind of person Rahul Gandhi is.
An Indian institute filmed a professor teaching classical physics with no notes, no slides, and a green board. Almost nobody outside India watches it.
This is Classical Physics, lecture 1, taught by V. Balakrishnan at IIT Madras, published free by NPTEL, India's national open courseware programme.
Balakrishnan taught at IIT Madras for decades. Students who sat in that room describe the same thing: the whole subject held in his head, delivered in order, no paper on the podium.
Lecture 1 is the introduction. What classical mechanics claims, where the claims hold, and the exact points where they stop holding and quantum takes over.
Watch how he speaks. Complete sentences, no filler, each idea finished before the next begins. Rare in any lecture hall on any continent.
A physicist I know worked through the whole NPTEL series and rates it above the western courses he paid for.
Free on YouTube, 17 years online, low resolution, no marketing.
The teaching was never concentrated in the famous universities.
China just unveiled an AI blackboard at their World AI Conference. Kids learning to build with AI in real time.
Meanwhile American schools are still debating whether students should be allowed to touch it?
#aigeneration#aifirst#aiworld
Young students remember this. If you get booked by the cops your future gets harmed. You might have to travel out of India for further studies. There are visa issues. You want to engage with the government? Use your sensibilities and do it the right way. Do not fall for professional anarchists that get paid for protesting. Do not listen to content creators as those assholes literally make money off your agony. I know most of you are emotional and stupid. But be smart for a change and prove me wrong.
The cruelty of this government knows no bounds. Dipke has once again been denied arrest. Police swooped down when he wasn't at Jantar Mantar. They clearly don't understand a youth's need. He left America to come back to his home country and gathered such support, but the government is still playing deaf to his demand. I fear he will meet the same fate on July 20. A brief detention might be granted, but that will be that.
He has claimed he was beaten up and dragged but freed nonetheless, forcing him to do what he has avoided for 40 days, to take the baton from Sonam sir. The establishment wants the bud to bloom but not too quickly. Now opposition leaders will have to come and see him, not Wangchuk. Good for neither, politically challenging for both.
The only good thing coming out of this sordid saga is that Wangchuk is no longer exposed to the elements. The horridly humid, sticky summer season can be devastatingly draining for an already weakened body.
Resignation Is Dead.
Stop demanding resignation. Resignation is a voluntary act, and voluntary acts require shame. Shame took voluntary retirement from Indian politics several elections ago. Expecting today's politician to resign is like expecting a politician to not divide the people. She/he won't, least of all Dharmendra Pradhan.
Demand REMOVAL. A minister serves actually at the pleasure of the Prime Minister, and displeasure is strictly the PM's department. Address your demand to the boss. And the boss serves at the pleasure of you, the voter, renewable every 5 years. That is the chain of command. Pull it. So what to do before the term's end?
Between you and the boss stands your own employee: the MP you directly elected. Make that employee work. March to their office, it will be more effective. Because it will be all over the country, not limited to Delhi's version of the Hyde Park. Your agitation will earn the adjective, nationwide. Force them to place your demand on record in the Lok Sabha. A slogan evaporates after the heat of the moment; a demand recorded in Parliament sits in the proceedings forever, waiting to embarrass someone at the right moment. The Member of Parliament cannot claim to have represented you. Formal language is required because democracy is a system, and systems are inherently formal.
Protest, absolutely. But protest with paperwork. Submit a written demand along with your placards. A protest without a document is just decibels, and decibels can be declared illegal by the nearest police station and dismissed by the party. Without paper, "the youth demand" shrinks into "a bunch of youth demanding". Lung power fades. Paper, in this kaagaz-obsessed system, survives.
And remember what the word democracy comes with: representative. In a representative democracy, you must represent, through the representative you elected, not through a self-declared spokesperson of "the people". Self-appointed voices of the nation carry the same official weight as self-appointed godmen. They have followers who will die for them, but to The benefit of the godmen. There will be some selfish tent-present populist poop who will get their moment of relevance riding on your back. You will go home. They will go home. The system won't change, unless you know the real levers. The system only hears you when you speak through the microphone it gave you: your elected representative, your vote.
The minister you cannot remove today, file him away for the queue where you hold absolute power: the polling booth queue. His resignation is his choice. His removal is yours. If you can't wait, demand accountability from the fellow, you elected. He/she is having fun standing, unseen in plain sight. Don't speak into the vacuum.
Speak to someone specific. Place specific demands. Your general dissent will be treated as general dissent. So, kudos for your passion and drive. It has happened before. It will happen again. A resignation, even if the despicable disaster does tender his, wouldn't solve anything, except calm your nerves. Ganja does the same. At the venue itself. The red flags have used the green stuff to enhance their delulu. So, go on. Hope something comes out of it. Hope is not a strategy though. Just a small reminder.
Now, you have two options: dismiss the above as quote unquote justification. WhatsApp uncle rant, boring Sanghi trope, use some expletives, and feel good OR think and support the cause you want to, oppose the government you want to, but give it what it takes. Value your emotions and give it all it takes. It will take a lot, so be ready to give it all. If you are looking for a leader, you aren't ready to be one. So, be led to wherever the leader takes you for a ride. Be happy. More in Part II.
Part II
The right Is yours. So is the proof.
Let nobody tell you protest is a favour granted by the government of the day. It is not. Article 19 of the Constitution hands every citizen the right to speak and to assemble peaceably, and it asks for no membership, no minimum crowd, no permission from anybody. The right is individual. You, alone, with one placard and two convictions, are constitutionally complete.
But here is the catch: the right to protest is individual, the power of a demand is collective. And a collective needs credentials. The moment you say "the youth demand", the government's first response is not an answer, it is a question. Questions. Which youth? How many? Appointed by whom? A crowd is a crowd; a mandate is a document. The state will never attack your grievance first, because the grievance is real. It will attack your representation, because that is the claim you left unproven.
So prove it. Convert the crowd into a constituency. Collect signatures, not just followers. Pass resolutions in unions, university committees, coaching-centre WhatsApp groups if that is your parliament. Route memoranda through MPs so the demand enters the record of the Republic, not just the reels of Instagram. When lakhs of examinees put their names on paper, "a bunch of youth" becomes an electorate, and an electorate is the one species no minister's boss can ignore. What if your MP doesn't listen to you? Well, if you can't get a hearing from your MP, how do you expect the state itself to bend? Your MP will if you tried. Because hia future in politics is directly linked to your vote.
Sit at Jantar Mantar, by all means. But remember that the site has a permission slip and your demand needs a paper trail, and the second protects you long after the first expires. Anyone can shout for the youth. Prove the youth asked you to shout.
And a word about the band that has joined your baraat. The comrades have arrived, red flags and revolutionary daphli in tow, ready to turn your dharna into a cultural evening. Enjoy the music, but pay heed to the lyrics. The ideology behind those flags has never believed in the democracy you are currently using; its doctrine calls your Parliament a bourgeois talking shop, and wherever it won full power, from Moscow to Beijing, the first casualty was always the next election.
Strange, then, to find its choir performing at a protest whose only demand is that Parliament work harder. YoYa and the red flags believe in your crowd, not your Constitution. And their presence gifts the government its favourite exit: the moment the familiar flags appear on stage, your paper leak becomes their pamphlet, your exam grievance gets rebranded as ideological theatre, and the minister's defenders stop answering you and start describing them. Their rainbow ideas, Kunal Kamra's jokes, sex and violins. You came to fix an examination, not to audition for a revolution. Keep the mike, keep the demand, and keep the copyright on your own protest.
The right to protest comes free with citizenship. The right to be taken seriously has to be earned, in writing. So give it in writing. Written words have far greater value than opportunists who smelled the carcass of a minister's conscience and flew down to have a feast and have someone fast.
Opened Instagram and everyone is panicking that the gov is deaf, that our country is doomed, that everyone in the gov is illiterate, that democracy is dead, that lives have no value, that everything is going south...
Then opened Livemint newspaper.
My conclusion? Instagram is the new Arundhati Roy opinion column.
Meanwhile, all news articles with numbers in them signal reality. We're doing just fine, in fact we're rocking it.
Very good thing that the gov is deaf to roadside noise, but listening to people in boardrooms, agri-fields, factories, and tech parks.
Real students are creating companies like Ather and Skyroot, not AI-dependent cockroach parties.
What exactly is an E20-compliant vehicle? By definition, it's a vehicle engineered to safely and reliably run on E20 fuel. That also implies a non-E20-compliant vehicle is not designed for E20. Otherwise, the term "compliant" becomes meaningless.
So my question to Mr. @nitin_gadkari is simple: Why was E20 fuel rolled out nationwide when most vehicles on Indian roads were not E20-compliant?
If the answer is, "Nothing happens. Non-compliant vehicles can also run on E20," then what was the rationale behind mandating manufacturers to produce E20-compliant vehicles in the first place? Either E20 compatibility is technically necessary, in which case introducing E20 before the vehicle fleet was ready was questionable. Or it isn't necessary, in which case the compliance requirement itself appears redundant.
You can't simultaneously argue that E20 compliance is important enough to mandate for new vehicles, yet claim it doesn't matter because older, non-compliant vehicles can run on E20 anyway.
By the same logic, why stop at E20? Why not go full aatm-nirbhar and switch directly to E100? If compatibility doesn't matter, then non-E100-compliant vehicles should run on E100 too. Clearly, that's not how engineering works. So where exactly is the technical justification?
In a podcast, Nitin Gadkari has blamed the petroleum lobby for the anti-ethanol campaign.
Petroleum PSUs and private players are profiting from the scheme. Ethanol companies are making money.
So who's this lobby? Hardeep ji should investigate and expose
In 2023, Indigo removed 80 year old lady from Bengaluru-Ahmedabad flight.
She paid extra for front seat but airlines shifted her to middle row.
Now Court orders them to pay 4 times the ticket cost.
Man faces 2 years in prison for cleaning up a river
Paul Powlesland and a group of volunteers removed 200 bags of rubbish from London's River Roding
The Environment Agency is prosecuting him for not having a permit