I was fascinated by the idea of migrating abroad when I was in middle school. I had heard so many “wow” stories about the sons and daughters of my father’s colleagues who had gone overseas.
I wrote the SAT way back in 2003. Got multiple admits, including NUS and NTU. Everything was ready for me to migrate.
But I also got admission to CEG, then among the best engineering colleges in Tamil Nadu. And I did the unthinkable. I chose Mechanical Engineering at CEG over NUS/NTU.
Dad went wild!
At the end of my undergraduate years, I had two choices: GRE or CAT. Dad wanted me to take the GRE and leave India at the earliest. I chose CAT. I stayed back.
I eventually started a venture in one of India's most heavily regulated industries.
And the regulators nearly killed my venture thrice. Closing down MSE. Slashing commissions at their whims and fancies. Arbitrarily increasing net-worth requirements and questioning the very viability of my business.
There were moments when I wondered whether staying back had been a mistake. The system certainly gave me enough reasons to feel that way.
Yet, by God's grace, I survived. Seventeen years of running a company in India.
And despite everything, I still love this country. I don't entirely know why.
Perhaps it is the mananimmathi I experience when I travel through her countryside. Perhaps it is the atma tripti her temples give me. Perhaps it is the inexplicable happiness I feel in Malnad, in my Pandya desam, or in my beloved Travancore whenever I set foot on that soil and walk its paths.
Priceless. Absolutely priceless.
Look at where India was in the 1960s and 1970s and where she is today. She has come a long way.
From confiscatory 97% marginal income-tax rates to a much lower peak rate today. From a hopelessly Fabian socialist model to a mixed economy. From waiting endlessly for a Bajaj Chetak to being able to buy a Toyota in minutes. From waiting years for a telephone connection to becoming one of the world's cheapest mobile-data markets. From mud roads to expressways. From extreme poverty — remember Kamal Haasan eating an apple that had fallen into a gutter in Varumayin Niram Sivappu — to Shimla apples being available even in village markets.
India has travelled an extraordinary distance.
Of course, she could have done much better. She could have become another Singapore in terms of civic infrastructure, public services and urban planning. We have squandered decades and opportunities. There is no denying that.
But she remains India.
I take comfort in how far she has travelled despite decades of socialist policies and political mismanagement, rather than spending every waking moment complaining about everything that is wrong with her.
I can criticise India. I can demand better governance, better infrastructure and better public services. I can be frustrated with her bureaucracy and regulations.
But my affection for her runs deeper than my frustrations.
And perhaps that is what people who constantly compare India with the West fail to understand. A country is not merely the quality of its roads, the efficiency of its bureaucracy or the size of its paycheques. There is also a sense of belonging, a civilisational connection and a peace of mind that cannot be measured on a spreadsheet.
I would rather be a small soul in a country I love than spend my life as an indentured servant in a soulless system.
I had my opportunities to leave. I chose to stay.
Seventeen years later, with all the scars, setbacks and struggles, I still feel it was worth it.
She is far from perfect. But she is mine. She will never ditch me. She will not ask for a VISA to accommodate me as she has soul and I am her son.
And that makes all the difference.
@coopbharattaxi wasn't your USP pay what you see on the app? Because of which your prices are always higher than other apps. Then why are your drivers in Pune refusing to ride by the fare shown in app?
The most expensive part of a hospital bill may never touch the hospital at all.
A patient admitted for care has no way of knowing whether the price on a medical consumable reflects its actual cost or a markup fixed long before it ever reached the ward. That gap in information is, at its core, a public health issue.
A survey of hospital consumables in Maharashtra found an IV infusion set with a trade price of ₹11.05 carrying a printed MRP of ₹325 ; a markup of 2,841%. A syringe procured at ₹6.75 carried an MRP of ₹57.20. A catheter procured at ₹29.41 carried an MRP of ₹310.
These are not elective purchases. Patients cannot compare prices, seek alternatives, or question a number printed on a box while receiving care and the MRP itself is often fixed upstream by manufacturers and distributors, disconnected from the trade price by a wide, unexplained margin. The result is a system where the party bearing the cost has the least information to evaluate it.
The regulatory gap is structural: scheduled medicines are capped under the Drugs (Prices Control) Order, 2013. Most medical devices and consumables are not leaving both the pricing and the information around it almost entirely unmonitored.
A review of these findings and clear guidelines on the permissible gap between trade procurement price and declared MRP have been recommended to the Department of Pharmaceuticals and the NPPA ; a step toward closing not just a pricing gap, but the information gap patients are left to bear alone.
#PublicHealth #GoodGovernance #Leadership #TukaramMundhe
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Haryana-based travel YouTuber Jyoti Malhotra, with around 4 lakh subscribers, has been arrested for spying for Pakistan.
She was in a relationship with a Pakistani intelligence operative, visited Pakistan multiple times, and allegedly shared sensitive information about Indian locations. She also promoted a positive image of Pakistan on social media, even during the Pahalgam incident and India’s Op Sindoor response, while staying in Bali with her Pakistani Intel operative boyfriend.
Her arrest strengthens the case for probing Indian influencers and YouTubers who projected a pro-Pakistan image, especially those promoting "Say No to War" or "Sarv Dharm Vada Pav" narratives during Pahalgam to Op Sindoor.
@amazon@amazonIN@AmazonHelp
1 - order not placed, money deducted.
2 - Order details not available
3 - Acknowledge error from Amazon side on call, assure of refund and ask to order again
4 - Flip and say order was placed on Amazon France
5 - No refund, Repeat 4
#loot
@AmazonHelp Also, earlier emails had an option of stating if my concern was addressed or not but amazon has very conveniently disabled that option now. So, pls provide an email ID to escalate this issue.
@AmazonHelp What email Id should I write to? I have written multiple times to [email protected] and received a standard response from a "do-not-reply" email ID stating pls contact https://t.co/TcGaeZ8fvT
attaching the latest response that I received this morning.
"Jaunpur me Daliton ke ghar jalane ki news milte hi itna dukh hua ki maine apni next Kavita 'Hum dalit aadivasi hain, kya is desh ke waasi hain?' likhne ke liye paper uthaya. But then Swara told me that the accused are minorites. Fir mai us paper par moongfali rakh kar kha gayi."
We're resuming in a new 'normal'. Please be there by our side with your support, encouragement and patronage. In these times it's all the more important to espouse home-grown brands and be #vocalforlocal
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