you open instagram and it’s like everybody’s lives are perfect, everybody is like travelling, thriving at their jobs, planning their futures, amazing relationships etc then you come here and everybody is like a sex addict drug abuser in low grade psychosis
You have no experience.
You’ve never started a company.
You’ve never had a full time job.
Nike is going to kill you.
You’re a kid.
You don’t have technical skills.
You shouldn’t build hardware.
Apple is going to kill you.
You can’t build hardware.
You can’t measure heart rate non-invasively.
Athletes don’t care about recovery.
Under Armour is going to kill you.
It won’t be accurate.
You don’t listen.
You’re an ineffective leader.
You can’t recruit great talent.
You’re going to have to pay every athlete.
You can’t measure sleep non-invasively.
It’s too expensive to research.
Athletes are a small market.
The product costs too much to make.
The product costs too much to sell.
Your valuation is too high.
Consumers aren’t going to want it.
Hardware is too hard.
You should measure steps.
Fitbit is going to kill you.
You can’t build a marketing engine.
You can’t raise enough money.
You need a real CEO.
Google is going to kill you.
You can’t be a subscription.
You can’t build a brand.
You can’t do consumer in Boston.
Your valuation is too high.
You shouldn’t make accessories.
You shouldn’t make apparel.
Lululemon is going to kill you.
You can’t predict Covid.
Stay in your niche.
You are going to run out of money.
You can’t build a health platform.
Amazon is going to kill you.
You can’t measure blood pressure.
You can’t get medical approvals.
The market is too small.
You don’t understand AI.
The market is too competitive.
It won’t work internationally.
The supply chain is too complicated.
You can’t build an AI.
You can’t raise enough money.
It’s too competitive.
Healthcare isn’t going to want it.
…
Just keep going ✌️
aukat.
औकात
Republic of India should remember that word, for it has no औकात that it deserves a place amongst the nations that can,
- make jet engines, or
- fabricate a sub 20 nm chip, or
- yield a permanent veto in UNSC, or
- deliver dignity and quality of life to its citizens, and so on
You do not have the औकात to fund your own tech R&D; thats just reserved for the powerful and the Christian vassals of the powerful. However, you do deserve to spend and sponsor all that you can on the liberal arts field, a subject that the powerful designed and created to subjugate the minds of your citizens.
Oh, you want to be a "pole" in the multipolar world? Sure, feel free to be one, when the imperial powers have controlled and militarized the space around the earth and have permanent military bases orbiting around the planet, with one right above you. Feel free to be an "earthly" pole then.
You are no Aryavart. You do not posses even a fraction of the spirit of the beings who inhabited that civilization. A nation of $3k per capital income should bow the head and stand down when the yestercenturies imperial powers walk by.
In other words, Republic of India, a nation of Nehru, Gandhi and Ambedkar - know your औकात.
Last one on this topic, and I have been holding this in myself for a while.
For centuries, class divides kept the labor of the poor invisible to the rich. Factory workers toiled behind walls, farmers in distant fields, domestic help in backrooms. The wealthy consumed the fruits of that labor without ever seeing the faces or the fatigue behind it. No direct encounter, no personal guilt.
The gig economy shattered that invisibility, at unprecedented scale.
Suddenly, the poor aren't hidden away. They're at your doorstep: the delivery partner handing over your ₹1000+ biryani, late-night groceries, or quick-commerce essentials. You see them in the rain, heat, traffic, often on borrowed bikes, working 8–10 hours for earnings that give them sustenance. You see their exhaustion, their polite smile masking frustration with life in general.
This is the first time in history at this scale that the working class and consuming class interact face-to-face, transaction after transaction. And that discomfort with our own selves is why we are uncomfortable about the gig economy. We want these people to look our part, so that the guilt we feel while taking orders from them feels less.
We aren't just debating economics. We are confronting guilt. That ₹800 order might equal their entire day's earnings after fuel, bike rent, and app cuts. We tip awkwardly, or avoid eye contact, because the inequality is no longer abstract. It's personal.
Pre-gig era, the rich could enjoy luxury without moral discomfort. Labor was out of sight. Now, every doorbell ring is a reminder of systemic inequality. That's why debates explode. It's not just policy. It's emotional reckoning. Some defend the system (“they choose it”), others demand change (“this isn't progress, its exploitation”).
And here’s the uncomfortable twist: the unsaid ask of clumsy ‘solutions’ isn’t dignity. It is about returning to invisibility.
Ban gig work and you don’t solve inequality. You remove livelihoods. These jobs don’t magically reappear as formal, protected employment the next day. They disappear, or they get pushed back into the informal economy where there are even fewer protections and even less accountability. Over-regulate it until the model breaks, and you achieve the same outcome through paperwork instead of slogans: the work evaporates, prices rise, demand collapses, and the people we claim to protect are the first to lose income.
And then what happens?
The rich get their old comfort back. Convenience returns without faces. Guilt dissolves. We go back to clean abstractions and moral posturing from a distance. The poor don’t become safer, they become invisible again: back in cash economies, back in backrooms, back in shadows where regulation rarely reaches and dignity isn’t even debated.
The gig economy just exposed the reality of inequality to the people who previously had the luxury of not seeing it. The doorbell is not the problem. The question is what we do after opening the door.
Visibility is the price of progress. We can either use this discomfort to build something better (which we keep doing continuously as delivery partners are our backbone), or we can ban and over-regulate our way back into ignorance. One of those choices improves lives. The other simply helps the consuming class feel virtuous in the dark.
It’s time to lock in this winter. Gym twice a week for 45 min. Sleep until 10am out of bed at noon. Put off your laundry as long as humanly possible. Drink every day
you cannot be in 20s, have a work life balance, and survive in a country with 150 crores population especially if you don't come from money. there is a scarcity of high-paying entry roles. millions have the same degree as you. if you relax, someone else is dying to replace you.
A lot of people ask why so many Indians run abroad the first chance they get? Why some states have temples dedicated to foreign country visas? Why some people are so desperate to get away that they even risk death by drowning or freezing to illegally enter other countries?
Why are Indians so desperate to immigrate?
Because in the countries these people usually move to, they value life. They value people. They value you.
Unfortunately, that particular concept is virtually unheard of in India.
Here, lives are as important as money is to a sacrificial lamb.
Because In India:
The government doesn’t give a damn about you.
The judiciary thinks you don’t even exist.
People, in general, treat others like a piece of crap.
And if you treat someone nicely, chances are they’ll backstab you at the first opportunity.
Most of us have our souls and self-confidence destroyed, respawned, and then destroyed again on a daily basis. We get treated worse than a car in a Rohit Shetty movie.
So why would anyone stay?
In India
A two-bit clerk in an obscure municipal department can make your life miserable.
Any random ticket giver or clerk can abuse you.
A part-time watchman outside a private building treats you like a criminal.
Store workers treat you like a thief.
Everyone treats you like a shirker.
Your life is essentially a never-ending hurdles race that lasts for 70 years, if you make it that far that is.
So why would anyone stay?
In India
You risk your life every single time you step out of the house.
You can die when an illegal concrete slab, which was permitted by a corrupt babu, falls on you.
You can drown in a sewage tunnel because some random bozo has stolen the manhole cover.
You can burn to death in an illegally modified bus that the corrupt RTO has permitted to operate.
You can be run over by a drunken idiot who’s been given a license by that same RTO.
You can be crushed to death in a stampede caused by the incompetence of the police, who can’t handle a crowd.
You can die after consuming poison labelled as medicine because the babu who was supposed to prevent it took a bribe and looked the other way.
You can fall to death from a train because the railway authorities, after taking lakhs of crores in the name of safety, have blown it all away on "other things".
At any point in time, you can get impaled, burned to death, crushed, fall off a cliff, or be killed by a guy with a sword, sometimes all of the above.
Here, life is like the game Prince of Persia, except, unlike in the game, you don’t get three lives, nor can you restart. Once you are dead, you are dead.
So why would anyone stay?
And then comes the worst part.
In India,
Nobody is held accountable.
Nobody faces consequences.
Nobody gets punished.
There’s nobody you can complain to — and where you miraculously can, nobody listens.
People whose incompetence caused your death get promoted.
Some even run important departments that enable them to kill more people.
Every second of your life here is a herculean effort against the system, the process and the people.
However, Hercules had 12 labours in total.
In India, you face 12 labours everyday
So why would anyone stay?
Therefore, when someone actually gets a chance to get out, it shouldn’t be a surprise that they take it with both hands.
P.S.: In the last six months, 22 children died because of fake medicine, 40 people were burned to death in illegally modified buses and 51 people died in stampedes.
Those were 113 easily preventable deaths. Deaths mind you. DEATHS
113 innocent Indian citizens lost their lives.
What happened after that?
How many government officials were arrested? How many were punished? How many were sacked? What were the actions taken? How quickly we forgot everyone?
The answers to these questions will tell you why many people don’t want to stay in India anymore.
Born too late to see India lose the industrial revolution. Born too soon to see India lose the quantum race.
Born just in time to see India be the anti-AI play
Wake up and immediately look at small screen before clocking 8 hours behind medium screen. Take a few breaks to check in on small screen. Go home and spend a few hours staring at big screen to wind down before getting into bed and looking at small screen.
Living the dream.
outcomes are fleeting. founders, artists, athletes… doesn’t matter. if you’re chasing anything, you have to ask: why?
because the ending never hits the way you think it will. the outcome fades. fast.
what sticks is whether the pursuit made you feel something. did it light you up? did it break you open? did you laugh hard with people you love?
that’s probably the only real scoreboard.
In 2010, Beijing realised that they had been relegated to the "low margin" part of the global manufacturing supply chain. Their solution was to identify 7 industries to invest in which had "strong economic potential"