Why do Finance Experts, Corporate VCs burn money on them who Burn?

“VCs are some professionals to clip off wings when their subjects fly too high, while giving them power to make them fly when they can’t.” – The Sane Observer

Back home, there’s some furore in the air. Which has been, since it has been.

The Wilderness of VC money.

It was just around yesterday that India just had it currency symbolised (2010), which is being in nappies to road identity, or say delayed growth. The state was quite backward, however, there were two young boys in a corner fuelling evolutions. The Indian customer who’d all been through his lifetime, a poor buyer was silently getting promoted in direction ‘King-lish’. The small, tiny little Indian consumer had discovered a sight of privileges of “lifestyle-e-customer”. Courtesy some credit card, or say the VC money. And ‘in a day’ got assembled one ‘larger than life’ giant magnet of customers.

No, not customers anymore. Promoted to ‘Users’,  in fact.

The times had begun to change, and so the winds. The Ford that said once, all that car was a car until its black, in which he was also right then, provided the limitations of evolution, today the same, irrespective of pleasure or force has to announce that even Indians have gone demanding. Today it provides the most valuable cars per unit money to this nationality (India) with 6 airbags, as standard.  Such was the shift. And, hence, has been a furore since. For the reason of upgradation of the  Indian Customer. (For girls, it means opening of economy opened everyone exposed to the more competitive world, which in hindi means competition and a forced need to adhere to global benchmarks).

And to top, a bad cousin of the “New User magnet” which also used to be a sprawling unicorn once, off the same make, has been having some torrid time for some while. It was in news for yet another failure, of decisions of steering, which reset the stir again.

In mid 2015, this e-retailer called Snapdeal, used to take over a month for a return should your transaction run into returns/refunds, which also used to be the case on most occasions. The “Returns”. Still worse, ‘Customer Service’ as helpless as the Indians dying in road accidents. At mercy of God.  Despite paying toll to NHAI. Similarly, these inadequately built e-commerces, like OYO, Snapdeal, it used to be so, should you happen to forget your refunds, you might not ever get back. (OYO still  owes me 2000 rupees for more than 2 years!  And Mind you, it didn’t even provide the hotel.)

Naturally, they lost market shares, which anyways had been bought over credit cards. And came the billing cycle. The banks asked back, for recovery. And has been, this furore, bursting into flames again. Some sadistic, some mockery, and rest commentary.

On one side is the envy of ‘Getting’ or ‘not getting’, and on the other,  a serious bucket of Questions embarking back as identity. On one end, lie monumental losses, which could have let many poor nationalities float, or say, the scales that very poor countries like Pakistan seek in foreign aids. On the other, a Huge Monster howling back, “Is manufacturing ‘Non-Performing Assets’ an expertise of India?“. On one end is the buzz and hysteria of the basis, how these starlets on young legs with close to no experience of successes or failures get access to such capitals. The scales that the desi or the natives  had never got access to. And many more other questions.

Do Indians undergo a crash course to ignorance? What is the ratio of counts “performing assets” per “non-performing asset” in India? Or Is losing a deliberate family business here? Banks into losses, companies into losses, PSUs into losses, now even the internet in losses? You’ve to be dumb to make service of communications run in losses. Or is it the other way round,  For in every someone’s loss is also every someone’s gain, is what Indians attack by design? Or, in short, from God’s point of view, on behalf of God, as God’s agent, One big question, “Should Indians be trusted?

I guess, I’m stirring it further! (But generally when I do, I solve problems. So hang On)

So the scale of ratings this time around is of scales of being civilised. It comes from courage, which in turn from being Sport. And all that trickles into like rivers into oceans as the final catchment as a mother of Questions: Are Indians Sport? And is there a furore, of the same, all over.

Furore of the two sides of liberal Capital Supply, mostly off-shores. FDI echoing somewhere, even as India cuts a sorry figure again. There are sounds and scrutiny.

And this time this agent of cutting the sorry figure, the Indian phenomenon, has come at the hands of the blesseds, the “padha-likhas”. The ones from the best of pedigree, The IITs, the pious series of  institutions from India where fear fears to enter, barring only the lions triad of NDA/IMA/IISc.

(Unfortunately, also, India ends there. And all is, that exists, is sand. And Sorry for elongating a little extra as well. The story of ‘Chandrakanta’ is always devoid without ‘Vijaygarh’ and ‘Navgarh’ ! Right?)

And now you know its a furore, and that its a FURORE. Big. Blazing. Hot.

As much a question of identity, as much of stakes in Dollars. A question as much of being Indian as much as the responses back as participants.  And that without a single one being anomaly to this. Not even a terrorist. A terrorist exists because he buys and sells. He exists for he transacts. And so do you. On some days, you stand on Square Supply, on the others on Square Demand.

So. A very special one it is.  This furore. Structure such that, goes his the most, who doesn’t think he’s not even connected. For instance, the sage amongst Gods, our Illiterate Indian Farmer. He flies Bengaluru to Heaven cheaper than Bengaluru to Delhi. Or say the counts of pins falling per farmer, his higher than the number of pins in the bowling alleys, per day. bowling alley

So of this furore, none is an exception, where in only the levels of hysteria varies, over levels. And somewhere, FDI echoing, which illiterate Indians read in newspapers, who know, actually nothing.

Let’s begin the puzzle with the VC side. The hysteria

What’s the game, who are these VCs. Physical and chemical properties of the Furore. And its reactions. Industrial Applications.

In fact it is also amusing to see India and Indians losing at this, or say which used to be core of their trade, almost as identity. Country of Money lenders and the country of Zamindaars it has been? They say they worked like owning Parking lots next to airports even Before Christ, off the land.

The puzzle is about infusion of foreign capital. The native Indians, unable to bear the load.

That to the country of Enterprise,  And Entrepreneurs. To the land  that  was never a country, always a sub-continent.  If you’d an X-ray vision, you could find, say, its a compact Europe. Many different patches of land separated by features geographical and identities fused in one, compact mass. They needed an European Union  after a World War. This one had that since it existed. They traded such that they changed languages, tones, overtones, idioms, phrases or simply codes of expressions, every 10 kms. And not very long ago it used to feed 2/3rds of the world by being 1/3rd the world’s trade centre. Probably, from the engineering point of view, all this land had a malfunction, Aravallis, in the west got stunted in height. Scientifically, it may have been to give monsoon facilities to Pakistan, but practically, it summed up to Shortage of Partnership to Himalayas, like had Tendulkar been short all his life.

And the question is, what happened to this land? How come these folks lost the size of hearts? And while I know, which is a business statement, I’ll not tell you that. Neither an average Indian would have it in him to understand. And certainly not your cup of tea, if you’re not an Entrepreneur. Being a non-Entrepreneur means having small stakes. And hence small brains, small hearts, tiny ambitions.  So this is to tell you a little about the game, just as much as you can understand, as an 94% unemployable average tiny Indian.

Beginning with VCs, again. The Human beings as big as organisations in themselves, or representing organisations. Or say Crocodiles with huge risk appetite.  Institutions who can survive practically endless Hibernation periods, should the conditions be unfavourable. Peaks of Poikilothermy. For best results of their blood, they need Homeothermal Entrepreneurs to show their might. Or in human version, some professionals to clip off wings when their subjects fly too high, while giving them power to make them fly when they can’t.  

No VC said ever to dream less. So they put in as much they believe, in the entrepreneur, and the scope of the subject being invested at. The size of the animal


You’d agree that India is home to 1.35 billions, each spending 1500$ annually whichever way, which is huge. And then let’s show the other way, the 16.2% of the world, accounts for a beggarly 1.2% of the wealth, which means, in 2000 years, Indians have left it all for those who would do, like almost a virgin territory. Sky has limit, the limit of machines produced. But India on the contrary, none or unknown, has its economy in parallel. All a VC needs is a customer magnet


Now to the start ups, you’d agree on paper, they must be a formidable team. Plus dared to start up, away from the tiny mediocrely people with reservations, who live lives on other’s calls. They’re not even humans, those non-entrepreneurs you know, just some unknown consumer to the eco-system. So an entrepreneur from India is always God, one in millions.


Now let’s slowly merge the Internet sector. You see all of them biggies are First movers. Such a first mover that they get or got any name they thought of, the first creation of their vocabulary. Flip+ Kart. Snap+ deal, O+ Yo ! Make + My + Trip, Naukri, Shaadi, Jeevansathi

It only tells us that Entrepreneurship or treating customers like customers are so sparsely utilised in India, that the one who genuinely begins, he’s able to create something.


Sorry. Its under Construction, should you  be able to see this!




PMSP: Public Mortality Stabilisation Programme-Program The World needs

In the Long Run everyone’s dead“- Some Economist 

“In the short, you either die or made to die. Life happens as you escape the ‘made to die’ points.”- The Sane Observer

Imagine if you could Kill Barkha Dutt with Induced Depression or a Lalu Yadav by ‘Shaktimaan’ Rays or say, your car had a device – crash reporter – integrated with Hospitals, police stations, insurances, triggering SOS corrective actions instantly. Every life-saving disaster management agency on stand by. Number of people, type of crash, location, death per pin-code, violence per pin-code, legal escalations per pin-code, all recorded. Queued for Corrective Actions and Reviewed for Preventive Actions. And had there been a Governance Commission of India or of any State/Government, to research, review and publish, had been a live dashboard. Had the National Population Register (which is one typical dumb Government of India entity) had a real log of life, given it has UID now, wherein citizens could mark their attendance and life properties every day to indicate the state of being alive, healthy or otherwise, on work, off work, good morning time and average good morning time, grievance with the state, difficulties of life, had there been a Citizen ERP.

Well, the first effect would have had, for everyone had to use machines, everyone had to input and maintain data, and that, it was one for themselves, you’d have had everyone literate, enough to use computers, by default. Genetically.  Sending off ‘Right to Education‘ to obsolete with the population leaping onto age of digital literacy all of them, the day next.  And the Governments of the world would have not been the same Governments ever. Not have been Citizenships, citizenship anymore. The Governments would have had undergone metamorphosis to yield into contemporary Service Providers, and Citizenships to ‘Residentship Loyalty’ cards. Countries racing to subscribe residents, residents threatening countries to change service providers. Visas available in prepaid and postpaid, BREMBRACE instead of BREXIT and the Indian Farmer scanning into ERPs. Instead of Suicides, would have been Tendulkars in Farms, runs in metric tonnes. And the world a small village. A clean one.

And one more, the most important! For Census, they’d not have required primary school teachers being sent away to fill illiterate questionnaires, which could have been done on a google doc, and thus millions saved. Systems Integrated with machines or making process online things also make things fall into continuous drive as a process, Indians need be told and may they know. The Biggest advantage the humanity or Indians have had, instead of useless commissions, market research, enquiries, had you had Live Dashboards, Strategy & Games.


So you’d agree, we’ve reached 2017, however not in 2017 exactly. Some dumb ancestors slowed the evolution. To estimate, say, we live in 1960, a decade and half after the war. By 2017, the humanity should have developed the ability to have born Retired. After birth, you’d been an Arjun.  Should you’ve been Tendulkar, you’d have gone to play cricket or you always had  a luxury to roam around with a girl, as a back up, as occupation, mediocre mainstream. While girls could have been happily feminists. Artificial Intelligence would have been developed by 70s, and ‘machines per capita‘ would have been the metric by now, instead the Gini Coefficient. And also not have been the race of Slaves Naturals vs Slaves Artificial. Not the Race Arms versus Bullets, but the race of Security versus Security Guaranteed, and Security Tax instead of Income Tax. It would and should, always have been Slaves Artificial vs Slaves Artificials.

And will you you agree on that, that there was always a room, by which you could have always been born retired. That the only work out would have been the gym. The rest all brain monitored and gesture controlled, provided the age old ancestors and Tata-tistic forefathers had worked like E Shreedharan and not Amitabh Panama Bacchan. That, the ancestors have always been directed wrong. That they never knew things to manage. Or in the other words, what you have all to do is majorly clean the trash that the ancestors spilled, pulling back your evolution.  You fall victim to bad system, for no fault of your own. You waste your energy to survive, only to pay your doctor for pills, until life is cut short, artificially, by accident or design. Say, Arshad Khan must not have had a role to play having been born into Pakistan, neither did he do wrong his childhood. He represented his country in a international sport, toughest to get into that country, only to pull an Uber as far as Australia for survival in the older days, and that provided he survived. He could have picked guns as well. Arshad ploughs uber for his father was Jinnah.

And  there was inertia, there were the opposing forces, of humanity and evolution. Some stopped, some decelerated, some pushed deadlines, and many took backward. The way did Jinnah, single handedly taking the Sub-continent back from Party days to unlimited Bereavement in a flash, only to siphon out blood for the next three decades. Were created a Terroristan and a Rejectistan, wherein you did nothing or a force of pulling back only for there was an ancestor. To the top, for Indians, it was the father himself the Gandhi playing the decelerator. They opposed the evolution, for they were the ancestors.

Such have the effect these Ancestors.

You’d agree we still have from the same samples, same traditions, same path being followed still, decelerating the evolution. For instance NIA just found a shootout calendar off Hurriyat. Calendars of triggers Pulling Munaf Patels of India to Arshad Khan-ism of Pakistan. All for your ancestors were slow, many sleazy, many many worth killable, many martyred to treachery, and peak samples cut short, as and when required.

These ancestors typically arrange for their own Kids getting retired early, pulling out juices off placenta of others, and that mostly to keep their own kids in control, or for they’re double sure of their own realities. Should you be poor, for your ancestors handed over your controls to the handlers then. For they failed to evolve, they result into your EMIs. They deflated your evolution, your early retirement. All for they could, and all that they couldn’t.

I wish I could hold Tata, Manmohan & Shreedharan, in one line to help me reconcile, what they received, the package India as a 30 year old and what happened until they lived, and submit an itemised report before me of all the decelerating points. (I’m sure only Shreedharan will have answers). I wish the trio could handover the handover point from cumulative generations to the present batch of 30s, if they could.

“Should they not, Discovery of India 2.0, is already being readied! I wish, they could see to it as a genuine threat, of Co-operation or Competition.” – The Sane Observer

Four years on, we’d be stepping into World of 2021. The World Cup of Evolution.

I am one 90s kid having brought up writing long essays on ‘India of dreams, India of 2021’.  That golden jubilee of Indian Independence of 1997 had come in our times, the times when Tendulkar created an India that never existed. I was told we’re to win this world cup of 2021, the one of Evolution. And of those essays, I see world going unbearably slower than my imaginations. (But also, in my world, every human is born a CEO. He has assistants, artificial in state poor, humans in state rich. And nobody dies on count artificial. Not a cup of tea of humanity, I guess)

So you’d agree, Mortality should have been regulated, and monitored. Those who should have died, should have been killed, by which I mean quarantined. And those who drove, should have been reared like princes, just by prayers or Voice Control! Had it been, there would have been a control over de-evolution, which happens to be the only objective of Governance. You’d agree that there should have been an ERP of Deaths or Life, whichever way they could have. You’d agree that life has two ways: i) Life elongators and ii) Life Cutters.

Life elongators are acts and factors or vectors to enhance life, Life-cutters on the contrary are the vectors cutting them short, the bad accidents.

The objectives of all the range of leaderships of the world should have been and should be always, to reduce the Artificial Life Cutters to Zero, for the Life Elongators to show up without distortion. May be some communities might not have remained on that count but they would have been only those with artificial reservations. We could have referred to them as Martyrs, equal martyrs. And terrorists killed before having born, be it of state womb or stage whitewashing, or stage training, whichever. A soul would have had a trail and a future, only for the life to end in a death Natural. The death natural to set lives new and evolved. And lives serviced with Asset Management Services, each.

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But it is not so. Could have been had the Deaths been accounted. Could have been if the ancestors  had brains. Could have been if they knew individual life cycles are a thing to be traced, that they were assets and required asset management. And to make it worse, you’d Brits in the world. A brit is a human born slave to a crown. And you know the type of crown? You’ve a Country-Club or a bloc called The CommonWealth in its name which  itself doesn’t know of decorums to conduct in Country-Clubs.

But that had to happen, the crown that sketched borders the world around with rulers and set squares, in the end had to draw its own when all went over.

And for them, humans were always surplus. Deaths were not accounted.

Once somewhere the United States needed partially. SSN (Social Security Number), the result. However they did as well take as late as 1935. Humanity has been slow.

And So now you’d have to agree that ancestors, of the world and around the world, in totality, have they all been in all, is ancestral and ancient and obsolete, or in direction opposite to ‘Good Evolution‘ having no relation with how the world order at present. All for the reason of failure to acknowledge, that unit Life-cycles are meant to be traced, serviced with services Human Asset Management. Should you encounter a Life-cutter, you eliminate the cause and the infected. And of the life elongators, you replicate and mass produce, the life elongators.

For instance, for India, I’d subject Mr. Laloo Prasad Yadav to a philosophy radio in Blaring English. Within 72 hours, I can have him dead, without being cruel. Or would have a Devang Mehta Residentship Program for late teenagers, only to tune grads into a Devang Routine. He solved Y2K for you all, if you remember. Until him TCS was known by Tata himself. Indians will have agriculture gesture controlled in 15 years, should it happen that way. (And I believe it will happen)

And now you’ve agreed I guess, you needed a true reflection of what kills and what doesn’t. What extends what cuts. That you ought to have a Program to regulate Life Elongators and disinfect Life-Cutters. A program to eliminate bad ancestorism, to promote good ancestorism, to stabilise good deaths against bad deaths, wherein bad deaths are all deaths artificial, by eliminating accidents unpleasant, irrespective of planned or otherwise. A program with an objective to plug Artificial deaths to Zero.

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Disclaimer: This is one new genre in Literature to have been created. Applicative Fiction. Visions and Opinions are the author’s own, good enough to be replicated worldwide.