I am an Indian,
and everyone says I lack civic sense.
They can overturn cars, burn streets,
and vandalize a city after a championship game.
I dance at an airport excited about my first foreign trip, and suddenly I am the face of poor civic sense.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I steal jobs.
They move factories across oceans,
shift profits through tax havens,
and automate entire industries overnight.
I study, compete, earn a visa, work 18 hours a day, sometimes multiple jobs and somehow I am the one stealing jobs and scamming the system.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I am everywhere.
I build your software,
treat your illness,
teach your children,
drive your taxis,
and open your stores.
The world became a village,
yet my presence remains a problem.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I am too loud.
The evening news screams outrage.
Political rallies shake entire cities.
The internet echoes with anger day and night.
I celebrate a wedding, a festival, a victory,
and I am told my joy is too loud.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I smell of curry.
The world smells of gunpowder,
of hatred,
of division,
of endless arguments about race and religion.
I carry the fragrance of spices from my grandmother's kitchen,
and somehow that is what offends.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I have no culture.
I come from a civilization that counted the stars
when much of the world was still learning maps.
I speak languages older than nations.
I celebrate hundreds of traditions,
yet I am told I have no culture.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I am backward.
I send missions to the Moon.
I build vaccines for millions.
I run companies across continents.
Yet a viral video of one fool becomes evidence against a billion people.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I worship celebrities.
I celebrate my favorite actor's success
with flowers, music, and a few glasses of milk.
Others worship influencers who sell outrage, turn every disagreement into a battlefield, and every opinion into a war.
Yet my celebration is the one that makes headlines.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I gather in crowds.
We walk together in processions,
celebrating our faith, our culture, our traditions.
Everyone is welcome.
No shops are looted.
No neighborhoods are burned.
No one is threatened for thinking differently.
We sing.
We dance.
We pray.
And somehow our gathering becomes the problem.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I bring my culture everywhere.
I light a lamp in a foreign land.
I wear a saree in the snow.
I teach my children the language of their grandparents.
Others build walls between neighbors,
argue endlessly over identity,
and forget where they came from.
Yet I am told I should leave my culture behind.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I live in the past.
But my past gave me yoga,
mathematics, philosophy, meditation,
and the idea that the world is one family.
The future keeps borrowing from my past,
while telling me to be embarrassed by it.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I should be ashamed.
Ashamed of my accent.
Ashamed of my food.
Ashamed of my festivals.
Ashamed of my traditions.
Ashamed of existing.
But I am not ashamed.
I am the child of farmers and philosophers,
scientists and saints, workers and dreamers.
I come from a land that taught the world
that truth can be many-sided,
that all paths deserve respect,
and that the entire world is one family.
Yes, we have flaws. Every nation does.
But judge me by my actions, not by your stereotypes.
For I am an Indian.
And before you tell me what is wrong with me, look honestly at what you have normalized in yourself.
For I am an Indian.
The world may mock my accent,
question my customs,
laugh at my celebrations,
and judge me through a thousand stereotypes.
Yet I stand tall.
For I belong to a civilization older than empires, a culture richer than prejudice, and a people whose spirit refuses to bend.
Jai Hind
@alliekmiller Can’t agree more.
Have been working with 9 figure enterprises for a decade now.
Getting multiple stakeholders on a single metric definition takes months.
Aligning or getting the buy-in from the stakeholders on a shared objective is still the hardest.
@trq212 I had built https://t.co/rL0x5Ur1Dm for avoid looking mds. 100% offline.
editing md is fast and md to HTML is still straight forward but html to md is not that simple for non-tech people.
what a struggle to purchase or upgrade openai sub from India.
there is no way to understand what's wrong and how to get it done correctly.
upi doesn't work
visa doesn't work
rupay doesn't work
master doesn't work
@sama@OpenAI@OpenAIDevs
@trq212 I had built https://t.co/rL0x5Ur1Dm for avoid looking mds. 100% offline.
editing md is fast and md to HTML is still straight forward but html to md is not that simple for non-tech people.
Everyone talks AI automation but still stuck at repetitive workflows. Building with Claude is about getting to artifact, not just theory. Hands-on sessions like this are where the real operators share what works. join in: https://t.co/tdhGp79VD9
Hosting a small book evening in Pune this Sunday, May 3 (4–6 PM) at BookBar, FC Road.
8–12 people. Everyone brings one book that shifted something for them in the last 3 months. Bring the book or just the line that stayed.
No speakers, no agenda - just honest conversation.
If it sounds like your kind of Sunday, grab a seat:
https://t.co/nFvfCEr8rF
Until 2015, I'd never finished a book.
Then a TEDx talk by Tai Lopez (link in the comments) shifted something. The idea that books are the only way to sit with people whose minds you want access to - people who aren't alive, or don't have time for you. That cracked it open for me.
I've been reading since. And what I keep finding fascinating is this: ten people read the same book and walk away with ten different things.
That's the room SaiGanesh and I are building on Sunday.
I'm bringing Beyond Belief by Nir Eyal.
I'll tell you why there.
Sunday, May 3 · 4–6 PM · BookBar, F.C Road.
8–12 people. One book each - from the last three months. The one that shifted something quietly. Bring the book. Or just the line that stayed.
No speakers. No performance. Everyone gets the floor.
A @GrowthX_Club evening. Thanks to @JivanshuSharma4 and Ameya J for putting this together.
Link in the first comment.
Event link - https://t.co/u0MQSaa7mq
Why I read a book a day (and why you should too): the law of 33% | Tai Lopez | TEDxUBIWiltz- https://t.co/gviKDB3jgM
Until 2015, I'd never finished a book.
Then a TEDx talk by Tai Lopez (link in the comments) shifted something. The idea that books are the only way to sit with people whose minds you want access to - people who aren't alive, or don't have time for you. That cracked it open for me.
I've been reading since. And what I keep finding fascinating is this: ten people read the same book and walk away with ten different things.
That's the room SaiGanesh and I are building on Sunday.
I'm bringing Beyond Belief by Nir Eyal.
I'll tell you why there.
Sunday, May 3 · 4–6 PM · BookBar, F.C Road.
8–12 people. One book each - from the last three months. The one that shifted something quietly. Bring the book. Or just the line that stayed.
No speakers. No performance. Everyone gets the floor.
A @GrowthX_Club evening. Thanks to @JivanshuSharma4 and Ameya J for putting this together.
Link in the first comment.