It must have been around 2003–04. We were at a beach resort in Langkawi, Malaysia.
Most mornings, my husband, our young son, and I preferred a leisurely breakfast on our deck, but that day we had booked a six-seater speedboat for snorkelling at a nearby island, so we headed to the resort’s breakfast area instead of waiting for room service.
Years of travel teach you small tells. In a resort breakfast area, you can often identify the Europeans, particularly the British and Australians, not by accent, but by their plates: generously, almost anxiously loaded, as if the concept of ‘all you can eat’ might be revoked without notice.
One particular man, in shorts and flip-flops, his plate already piled high with fruit, bakery items and cereals, seemed in a tearing hurry.
My husband stepped aside, making an exaggeratedly polite gesture - please, go ahead.
The man did. Without a glance, without a word of thanks, he moved ahead and loaded his plate even further.
Back at our table, my husband simply rolled his eyes.
At the jetty, as we boarded the speedboat, we found ourselves face to face with the same man and his partner.
And then it began. My first and only experience of passive-aggressive racism.
It started small. As the boat lurched and I slid along the bench, I let out an ‘oops!’
After that, every time the boat swayed, jolted, or a splash of water hit us, he echoed it back. Mocking, exaggerated, and unmistakably deliberate.
Then came the insinuation. Had we opened their bag when they returned to the boat a few minutes after us post-snorkelling? The absurdity of it was almost surreal.
The boat driver, a big, burly Malay who had barely spoken till then, intervened quietly but firmly. Neither he nor we had touched their belongings.
By the time we reached the anchoring point late afternoon, the couple disembarked with little more than a dismissive wave to the driver.
As we got off, he turned to us, apologised on their behalf, and offered us a complimentary tour the next day.
We took it.
That morning was full of fun and relaxed and it helped wash away much of the sourness from the day before.
So yes, there are all sorts.
We Indians, for our part, are not without our own excesses.
We are noisy, often conducting phone calls in permanently activated long-distance mode. We share food enthusiastically, across aromas and consistencies.
Our children develop a special public whine precisely when denied something they have been told not to eat.
And there is almost always an obliging uncle, aunt, or didi ready to plead their case. Entirely human, but also very public.
Every nationality comes with its own idiosyncrasies and oddities. Taken together, they form the texture of travel.
And travel, after all, is also about choice. How you plan it, where you place yourself, and what you seek from it. You can lean into the mix or curate your distance.
When it turns embarrassing, as it sometimes does, you can simply step aside. Observe, disengage, move on.
You don’t have to claim ownership of everything that looks like you.
I bought a car and registered it at the RTO office; this is recorded in the government's records.
I obtained a driving license, and it is also recorded in the government's records.
When I obtained a POLLUTION UNDER CONTROL CERTIFICATE, it was also recorded in the government's records.
When I renewed my car's insurance is also recorded in the government's records.
With the tax money I pay, every government office has a mountain of computers, and it's being trumpeted that the whole of India has gone digital.
So, government, when all the information is recorded in your records, then you can simply enter my vehicle number into the computer and find out from the comfort of your office whether my license has expired, whether my insurance is due, when did I get my pollution level checked, etc.
On the road, the only thing that should be checked is whether I am following traffic rules. There would be no need to harass citizens at every intersection for paperwork if government officials were efficient in their work... This is the root of all the problems.
Scam Alert – Bengaluru Traffic
I was returning from office, near Richmond Circle signal, a young guy in electric scooter, came behind me & started to hit my window, saying my vehicle hit his leg & got hurt.
I was on blue-tooth call, cut the call, and told him sorry, joined my hands, usually I don’t get into fights in traffic.
This was a different case, he started to scream saying – 'offer me water, I am hurt bla bla' it was traffic I did not stop the car. One more guy on bike of same age started to chase me, saying, ‘hello sir – stop karo karo.. ‘ he is hurt. I felt suspicious and speeded up the car after the signal & I thought they will not follow me. After 2 kms, I found them chasing me. I stopped my car at Cubbon Park Gate opposite to Vittal Mallya Road / Café Coffee Day. They both reached me, the person who pretended to hurt started shouting at me.
Why did you run, give me water, I will call my brother, allaha tumhe maaf nahi Karega, I know – you people bully us, because we are 1 & you are 2 (I did not understand, what that 1,2 means).
The other guy started to negotiate, saying – whatever happened is happened, settle it.
I was little worried – I had laptop behind the driver’s seat.. I ensured car door is locked.
Discussions went on for 10-15 mins.
By now I realized it’s a scam, they started to negotiate with me from Rs 2,000 to Rs 10,000.
I told them to share UPI no. or QR Code for payment. They insist me to pay in cash, I said I don’t have cash. Then they said come to near by ATM.
That’s when I reassured my car is locked – I just left them and ran towards the road. Dialed 100, one of them tried to chase me, the moment he realized I have dialed 100 – he went back and both of them ran away.
In 10 mins a cop arrived, spoke to me nicely, his name was Hiremath (ex army & a nice gentleman), he said – if anyone chase you, just call my number.
I request people in Bengaluru to have dash cam in your car & secondly don’t be fearful of police – just dial 100 or 112.
Dear @BlrCityPolice , this incident happened on 5th Jan, near Cubbon Park Gate opp to cafe coffee day, Vittal Mallya Road, there are cameras installed and it had captured their images, and number plates. Time was between 7.45 PM & 8.15 PM. In panic I did not note down their vehicle numbers.
Few months back my friend – during the driving was scammed in a similar way, he was extorted Rs 5,000. Please put these rogues behind the bar & please ensure my & my family safety.
#askcpblr #dialnamma112
Dear @HYDTP and all other Police departments of India,
We are spending too much effort towards fining helmet-less drivers.
If someone wants to drive without helmet and die, that’s their choice. (Sorry for being so harsh).
The bigger problem is other kind of traffic offenders, especially wrong side drivers who are jamming traffic & killing other people. Can we focus on this new pandemic!
🙏💐
She fought for 8 years against sugar rich drinks falsely marketed as ORS!
Kudos to Dr. Sivaranjani Santosh, a braveheart paediatrician from Hyderabad.👏🫡
At 92 years old, she no longer recognizes her family members.
Yet, when her great grandson sings, something miraculous happens - Paati, (means grand mother) joins him, her voice harmonizing with his, in a beautiful, timeless duet. ☺️🙏
@sanjeevsanyal Sanjeev, this needs to happen nationwide. All sorts of Birthday wishes to political leaders, their Sons or wellwishers etc etc every city & roads are filled with it. Sometimes very dangerously placed !! Please work discouraging this trend 🙏🙏
Finally, people are out on the streets demanding ROADS.
What should be a basic human right has now become something citizens have to protest for. Shameful.
And this isn’t some tier-4 or tier-5 town, this is Bengaluru, India’s so-called Silicon Valley.
I was fortunate to graduate in 2005, when H-1B norms were far more favorable in the US. But things changed quickly in 2008 during the financial crisis — many Indian students felt upset, lost, and stuck.
Some eventually returned home, and years later, even those of us who still had the visa made the same choice. Today, we’ve built fulfilling lives here — with tremendous professional opportunities and the deeper joy of creating in our own country. Personally, I wouldn’t want to go back — at all.
So, if you’re on a US campus right now feeling shaken or disheartened, I know what that feels like. But remember: when one door closes, many others open back home. And India of 2025 is a far more exciting place than India of 2005 ever was.
Chin up. Aao, ab laut chalen! 🇮🇳
Someone on Reddit asked what does Zerodha do differently, how are we profitable, why don't IPO etc. This is what I replied:
Hmmm... so you forget that we have spent 15 years getting here. And maybe another 10 years, before Zerodha, I was involved in the markets in some form. So, 25 years in all. Things in business compound over time, especially if you like or love what you are doing and if you are lucky to be in the right place and time.
When we started Zerodha, we started off as a partnership firm because the exchange deposit requirement was lower, Rs 90 lks compared to Rs 1.5 cr. The start was mainly enabled thanks to the NSE Now trading platform, which came free of cost if you were an NSE broker. For the backoffice piece, sending contract notes, maintaining ledgers, etc., we signed up with a vendor who basically gave it at almost 0 cost. This was provided that we tested out his platform.
So the money we have spent on Zerodha is maybe ~Rs 10lks, and that is all the money that has gone into the business till date. Rs 2.5 lks for our website, Rs 5lks for our office interiors (we had an office before), and Rs 2.5 lks for miscellaneous. So, we came from an extremely middle-class background and had no rich uncles. 😀 Dad was a bank manager, and Mom taught Veena.
Our rise coincides with India's rise. We were present at the right place and time with the right products and initiatives. Any gyan any founder gives, eventually comes down to getting timing right, and this has got everything to do with luck. 😀 I was just reading about Jensen Huang from Nvidia, he survived in the business for 30 years until he hit the right place and time. For a long time, people might have questioned what he was doing until very recently. 😀
Now that there is no pressure to give any exit to any investor, we can continue doing what is right for the customer, sometimes even at the cost of the business. For example, our no spam or no tracking policy. I believe that the philosophy with which we run Zerodha will be our real moat as a business. It is very tough to stick to it as a public company.
@volklub Unfortunately all new owners will repent when they face service / repairs! skoda India simply does not have the scale / personnel to service the number of cars they are selling!!! @SkodaIndia Supply chains are terrible
Never forget that terrorists killed tourists in Pahalgam after confirming their religious identity.
Today, NIA has arrested 2 local men from J&K for harbouring those terrorists:
1) Parvaiz Ahmad Jothar from Batkote.
2) Bashir Ahmad Jothar of Hill Park.
These two men had provided food, shelter and logistical support to the terrorists. 26 people were killed in Pahalgam terror attack. Never forget, never forgive.
🚨 Flight cancellation within 24 hours - you should get a 100% refund
DGCA charter states that full refund is due for all cancellations with 24 hours of booking
But Cleartrip, EMT and other OTAs are apparently ignoring the rule unless you tell them about it
Has anyone had a similar experience?