as you go through life and stack on more years you will come across younger dudes who believe they can do anything, be anything, achieve everything
the same way you did when you were younger, before things went wrong, before terrible things happened to you
it’s important to realize THEY are right, and so were you
it’s important to let that energy rub off on you and shape you into your old self instead of trying to lecture them into mellowing out, about the lessons life will teach them, about how they’ll grow out of it. never try to “save” them from disappointment, let them make you forget your own
your childlike creativity purity and honesty must never be crowded by your grown thoughts (ye)
youth is law, you must preserve your fire. if it ever begins to dampen do not pour water on another’s flame but allow it to reignite yours
never ever “grow up”
Cooking for yourself is where you find out if you actually give a shit about your own life. because nobody is watching, nobody will know, nobody will thank you, and it still takes time and attention. and if you cannot do this one small thing for yourself, then everything else you claim is probably a lie
The secret to not being awkward is to never force conversation. Don’t try to come up with interesting things to say, don’t talk to people for the sake of talking, don’t voice opinions or ask questions to sound smart. Instead, notice your own curiosity and follow it. If you don’t have any, radiate comfort in your silence.
I used to watch good people and pity them. they were so careful with others, so deliberate in their kindness, and it went unrewarded every time. the cruel ones got the promotions, the clever ones took their ideas. the world seemed designed to punish goodness and reward the exact opposite. that was all there was to it, it was a law, as immutable as anything i could observe.
Until enough time passed, maybe five years, maybe ten, and i check back in, and the clever cruel ones are sitting in some kitchen alone, looking old. and the good ones walk into a room and you can feel everybody soften. they didn't win anything you can measure, but people are glad they're alive. and no amount of success has ever replicated that. and it made me realize i didn't understand what fruit meant. i was looking for the wrong crop
You can get *flawless* Birkin bags in Istanbul for $1-2k
Same leathers, identical clasps, hardware, perfect stitching, etc. Indistinguishable from the official ones that cost $30-50k+
The only way to tell the “real” ones from “fake” ones is the IQ of the person holding it. (hint: price paid = inversely correlated to IQ)
The entire luxury industry is a scam
wise words from the best systems engineer I've worked with:
"two things that make code actually maintainable:
1. reduce the layers a reader has to trace
2. reduce the state a reader has to hold in their head"
applies to every codebase. always.
In the olden days, when ships used to dock in Mumbai, they used to tie their boats to the door at the harbour.
The Sanskrit word for tie is Bandh and for a door, is Dwar. So the place they tied a boat was called BandhDwar.
The word then travelled to Persia and became Bandar or Bunder. Which meant port or harbour
So any place in Mumbai which has the word Bunder in it, was a place where once upon a time boats used to dock.
So the place where boats used to dock and had a lot of sacks in it, became BoriBunder
The port where Palla or Hilsa fish was available became Palla Bunder, which then transformed to Apollo Bunder
The port where the Portuguese traded Horses with the Arabs, became Ghodbunder
And a port which had no particular significance was called Bunder. In Marathi, this became Vandre. Which over a period of time became what we
know today as Bandra
The word Bunder in Mumbai is not just a pointless word.
It actually represents Mumbai's maritime heritage and importance
We chose RDS over self-managed PostgreSQL on EC2.
The context:
- 50TB database
- Team of 3 DevOps engineers
- No dedicated DBA
- 24/7 uptime requirement
Why RDS:
- Automated backups and point-in-time recovery
- Multi-AZ failover in 60 seconds
- Automated patching during maintenance windows
- Read replicas in 3 clicks
- CloudWatch integration out of the box
The trade-offs:
- 40% more expensive than EC2
- Less control over PostgreSQL extensions
- Can't access the underlying OS
- Locked into AWS ecosystem
The outcome after 2 years:
- Zero database-related outages
- Team focused on application logic instead of database ops
- Extra cost justified by reduced operational burden
Sometimes paying more for managed services is the right trade-off. Calculate the hidden cost of your team's time.
For the over-engineers who need to hear this, Dropbox got to several hundred million users before needing to shard the User db... and then went to two shards.
A new phase of life : Empty nesters
When children leave home, they call it an “empty nest.” It sounds poetic, but the reality is less poetry and more practical: the food lasts longer, and the wet towel on the bed suddenly becomes a matter of national security. A house that once ran like Majestic Bus Stand at rush hour is now as quiet as Cubbon Park on a weekday afternoon.
For years, life revolved around their timetables. Their hunger schedule, sleep and school schedules , you planned family trips around exams, projects, and internships. Even your weekend vegetable shopping had to factor in “what they will eat”, as if the whole of Jayanagar market and Simply Namdaris was designed only for their taste buds. And now, suddenly, all that stops. The house feels empty, the fridge too , and your weekend evenings too free.
Of course, there are perks. You can eat dinner at 7 p.m. like a civilised person, instead of waiting when someone finishes “just one last game.” You can even travel without syncing calendars and WhatsApp groups. Some couples rediscover each other in this new phase. Your spouse, who until now was just a fellow project manager in the family startup, suddenly starts paying you more attention. Is this a good thing? Sometimes yes. Other times, no. When there are no teenagers around to distract, those books all over the house is suddenly drawing too much attention.
Do you miss the children? Naturally. Sometimes achingly. You’ll see their favourite chips in Nilgiris and feel a lump in your throat. You’ll enter their room and feel it’s unnervingly https://t.co/BS5nYI6ehm socks under the table, no water bottles under the bed. Other times, you don’t miss them at all. The freedom of not being tied to their schedules is delicious. You can rediscover hobbies, eat at places you like, go for long walks, or just sit with a book without someone asking, “What’s for dinner?” Just after finishing lunch.
The real heartbreaker and sometimes comedy show is the boomerang phase. They come home for the holidays, and suddenly the house is not yours anymore. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner are dictated by their cravings. “Why not biryani today?” “Can you make pasta tomorrow?” “How come there’s no Nutella and protein powder in the house ?” The family diet bends instantly back to their whims, and you find yourself cooking like it’s exam season again. Plans are made to eat at their favourite places. Their rooms are transformed overnight into disaster zones. Suitcases spill open, clothes occupy three chairs, and chargers dangle from every plug point like temple garlands. They treat the house like a hostel except the hostel is run by parents who provide free food and Wi-Fi. You are delighted they are home, of course, but you also remember exactly why you celebrated just a little when they first left.
And then, just as suddenly, they leave again. The fridge is full once more, the beds are neatly made, the silence is back, sharper this time, because it follows a burst of chaos.
How do parents cope? By keeping themselves very busy. By not making the absence into a headline. By slowly rediscovering that life can be full in other ways : through work, travel, friends, or just the quiet comfort of routine.
And how often do you think of them? Every day. Sometimes in a wave of nostalgia, sometimes just in passing ,like a dose joint you always went to or the smell of fresh laundry. Children leave, yes. But they live rent-free in your head and like most tenants in Bangalore, they’re never really leaving.
All in jest folks !
Headline from July 8, 1991. Indian economy on the brink of total collapse. In his budget speech, FM Manmohan Singh quoted Victor Hugo: ‘No power on earth can stop an idea whose time has come’. He was right.
First, you want to get rich, then you want to be free.
First, you want tasty food, then you want healthy food.
First, you want to meet a lot of new people, then you want a few deep bonds.
First, you want to look fit, then you want to be actually strong.
First, you want to travel everywhere, then you want one meaningful home.
First, you want to read a lot of books fast, then you want to re-read old books slowly.
First, you want to eat constantly, then you want to fast regularly.
First, you want to convince the rest of the world of your value, then you want to be left alone.
First, you want to chase opportunities, then you want to mind your own business.
First, you want constant stimulation, then you want silence and peace of mind.
Your values will keep evolving as you keep growing into a smarter and wiser version of yourself.