I have accepted that life is just about struggling and coping. If you ever find something along the way that makes you pause and feel like you are actually living and not in a simulation, then you should hold on to that thing really tightly.
Take unconventional decisions. Say No to opportunities you once dreamt of. Reverse your decisions when you have to. Quit and restart without regret. Do not justify yourself to others. All in all, look out for yourself and the people you care about.
I hope all the spirited students find better role models than India's silent superstars. And I hope these rich and famous parents remember the children they betrayed when anonymity knocks on their ivory doors.
Courage:
The half-submerged tribal women of MP who lay on pyres and stood beneath nooses,
just to save their rivers, their forests, and their land.
The thousands who marched yesterday in Delhi, asking for accountability.
The girl from Bihar who boarded a crowded general-compartment of a train with 20 rupees in her pocket because she thought showing up matters.
The journalist who ran, coughed, wiped the tear gas off her eyes, and kept reporting.
The young girl, under a rain of batons, asked the police, "Am I not like your child?”
The labourer who sat in solidarity, very aware of the day’s wages he is going to lose.
The young doctors who dressed wounds while being beaten up themselves.
The rickshaw driver who ferried students to the protest for free.
The blind man who couldn’t see the crowd but handed water bottles to everyone.
The strangers who anonymously sent food and the volunteers who served.
The boy from MP, who brought peanuts and an onion in a tiffin box
to a protest that met with batons and tear gas.
The brave student who after being struck on the shin with a baton, asked for another blow.
Those who stood, when standing came at a price.
When overcome by fear, courage was the only option.
History will remember those who looked at a nailed baton in the eye and did not flinch.
Te remind us that our nation was, is and will forever be, of the people.
Typical coding day with Claude (Opus 4.8)
- explain to Claude the task (5 minutes)
- Claude implements task (10 minutes)
me: "Why is this necessary?"
Claude: "You're right to push back! I over-engineered this!"
- Repeat x87 times (13 hours)
Beyond the realities of an unsustainable world and the rising cost of raising a child, there’s something else I’ve been thinking about as I move deeper into my 30s.
You can walk away from many things in life - a marriage, a job, a friendship, situations that no longer serve you. But you can’t walk away from being a parent. Once you choose it, it’s yours for life. There’s no undo button, no clean exit. And a commitment like that deserves real deliberation.
If someone decides they don’t want children, that’s not something to question - it’s something to respect. Because the alternative is far worse: bringing a child into the world and realising, midway, that you don’t have it in you. You can’t just opt out without consequence. And when people do, it often leaves behind a lifetime of emotional damage.
We’ve seen this play out across generations - people raised by parents who were physically present but emotionally absent, or who quietly carried the weight of a life they didn’t fully choose. Many of our parents didn’t have the space to make that decision consciously. They were expected to follow a path, not question it.
I often think about how different things could have been if they had that choice - if they could have decided freely, without pressure. Even if that meant some of us wouldn’t exist in that version of the world.
So yes, it’s a good thing that more people today are choosing not to have children - not out of fear, but out of clarity. Because they understand what it truly means. Because they know it’s permanent. Because they’re choosing responsibility over assumption.
And ultimately, that’s far more ethical than bringing a life into the world and not being able to show up for it. And have you seen the world we live in today? It requires being brave, and having strong will to raise a kid. And I truly applaud the folks who are doing it.
Imagine being unable to grapple with the idea of different people having different priorities and preferences and paths to happiness. What a feeble mind.
Imagine being loved like this. I can only imagine, because love as a concept feels somewhat strange to me. It always seems like a person has to lose a part of their own identity to be loved by someone. But I’m happy for those who get to experience this magical feeling.
Marriage is a gamble. Probably the biggest gamble of your life. So anyone who definitively says ‘do this for a successful marriage’ has no clue. Love, arranged, same caste, inter caste. Anything can go wrong. Just cross your fingers, hope & pray for the best. And try to be kind.
I have come to realize that probably the only way to stay relevant in this world is to have non-zero number of things you learned from people younger than you. Everyday. As a corollary, the number of things you learn from poeple older than you should tend towards zero gradually as you get older.
Celebrating your birthday at an orphanage isn't noble. It's tone-deaf.
Those kids aren’t there to clap for your cake-cutting. You want to help? Donate. Support. Volunteer. Just don’t turn their reality into your birthday aesthetic.
my problem is i am a girl who likes the idea of doing so many things but in reality only has the energy to daydream about doing those things rather than actually doing them
Finding great Engineering Managers is damn hard. Easy to find “managers” who push people and projects. But the ones who can balance the aforementioned along with engineering, product, and eventually business strategy are really hard to come by.