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Giving Clean-chit to Ambedkar

Until today, I had deemed Ambedkar Bhimrao the doctor, the architect of the constitution of India- illiterate. In my eyes he was all but an over-rated dumb labour- just another lame non-entrepreneur out of billions. And every time I had a brush with the constitution and its derivatives or the law of the land which also happened in plenty being an entrepreneur, I only had abuses for the guy. In my eyes, the only good thing that he’d done that he had chosen complex English. While Hindi was already tougher to understand to the Indians. The law remained largely out of bounds of interpretation, as remain the cases and escalations pending in the queues of Indian Courts whichever have been out of understanding.

So I assumed like any Indian grad that he was, he must have known nothing. I always used to be baffled of the fact that if all he did was copying, then why did the fool need close to three years to pull up a document that is referred as the Andha Kanoon or the Constitution of India.

And no, it’s not that bad customer experience or the bad citizenship at the hands of Indians that I got this bias derived out of. Which for that matter is best explained from the life of Steve Jobs. The guy had come smitten out of inspiration to this nation, specially to the mystic Himalayas. But, “God, if you save me today, I promise I’ll be a good human all my life hereafter”, were the last words before the mental preparation to the decision to return back, only to return back never.

It wasn’t that Jobs was an exception for his skin color. We have been the same to whoever has had a purpose, even from down the grounds. For instance, Dashrath Manjhi- the guy who dismantled a mountain to build a road in 22 years, same to Shyamlal of Chattisgarh who dug a pond in 27 years upon which a whole cluster of villages thrive like an oasis in a desert. We mock as hostile hosts to everyone until one comes with a large benefiting gift. Once the gift is there to splurge on, we might upgrade them to status of God to derive benefits out.

So it wasn’t the hostilities received that gave me the hatred for Ambedkar. The laws and bent of mind of my compatriots around, certainly to an extent, but not the whole. Cages are devices only for birds who don’t know to fly. The case with me was different. My curiosity was why was the Kanoon Andha or the law blind ? Here was the need of normal eyes plus as many CCTVs as possible, plus a scientific measurable probe for fairness equipped with visions beyond the range of human eyes. Which school the guy went who imagined and established law as one blindfolded entity was my worry. What had to be eye + beyond eye + the tech umpire, contrary to the orientation blind, it had to be with visibility in 3D. That as binocular in vision as the geekiest microscope.

Since then, to me Ambedkar was all one illiterate Indian stooge. Same conventional Rata-Chata parroted labour class traditional dull uninspiring ugly useless Bhim at the right place at the right time or the wrong time for that matter. And until today, whenever I’d begin working on anything, or any good work of mine, that begins customarily with cursing Ambedkar. Say, like the Hindus begin something auspicious with a chant Om Shree Ganesh, that for mine used to be cuss beep cuss beep cuss Ambedkar. And to all my failures or suppression at the hands of ill educated unsport hostile compatriots I always blamed this guy, which is also true to a large large and very large extent.

I believe had I been born in Tel- Aviv or California, I’d have been almost close to Edison, and that of the internet age. May be, Elon Musk would have been my Chai-Sutta Guy.

So, with every bad experience, every single use case of encountering any kind of pain, I cursed this guy. And mind you, I’ve taken some extreme bullying all my childhood from an illiterate school from the Socialist Mecca of Bokaro. The SAIL city rots today in tatters, with dark concrete jungles and markets receding each day, even as its natives are found queuing either to hospitals or someone’s door for livelihoods anonymously. You can imagine the volumes of liters of tears would have Ambedkar bled until today, if he were alive. And nowhere do you find a snip of Ambedkar with eyes closed or lit up with a spark. The part of the world that has belief system in a written destiny, could assume me to be the reason, that I don’t let him sleep. So much for my curses.

As I grew old, as I discovered India, which is also way way way more in extent and dimensions than what Nehru himself might have, the hatred grew only stronger, chiefly owing to vagaries of law abuse. In India as we all know, he who has the whip has the bull, so for free justice and the reception around, only to hold up any Work in Progress of the Works of Progresses.

Add to that, he who doesn’t have the bull gets trampled and crushed over by the others’ bulls because you don’t have conflicts here. Here what you have is war, out of envy to caste to creed, sex, age, appearance, language, region, religion or any. Indians are doctors of discrimination and category management if you don’t know. Human Capital Index ranked 124th it has- 123rd worst mileage per unit effort. Everybody doubts, hates and supersedes everybody.

The concept of God might have been devised to instill modesty in Humans, but before that he must have come to control Indians. As reflected in the beauty of the fact that Indian courts are the only industrial premises in the world which have more than half the practitioners as frauds and quacks declared officially. The whole world might have gone machine governed and computer reconciled for transparency, not the Indian law, for the love and incentives of opaqueness.

And again, add to that cumbersome processes of the state, which is tailor made to install obstacles in way of any transaction so as to yield for facility of vaporising in thin air against an appropriate payment. The nation with billions of customers less than a cuddle away is the world’s 100th in the list in Ease of Doing Business, 133rd in Global innovation and amongst the top for the lack of transparency. Thanks to the law of the land, Government gazettes, and of course the unholy Bada Babus- the illegitimate men manning the positions.

Its not an unusual sight for courts to over-run bills and ordinances brought by elected Governments, or for elected governments to amend laws and by-laws illegally in order to extort and harass citizens for ransoms, all for the great ambiguity of law. The abusive amendment of Central Motor Vehicles Act by states like Telangana, Karnataka and many others to extort life time tax for vehicles from other states would be one profound example. A central act can be amended only by President’s assent but rogue state governments could manage that by Governor’s, only to be quashed by respective High Courts, but only after half a decade of civilian activism. Needless to mention the insensitive torture to citizens until then.

If there was a record for abuse per capita for documented books of importance, even the penguins of Antarctica would not disagree it has to be only “The Constitution of India”.

So I’d hated the lawmaker in chief ever since I’d known. And neither did that falsely projected aura of fight against inequality ever awe me like it does to rest of the world. The Criminal Tribes Act of 1871 which had listed nomadic tribes as criminals by birth by the nothing to lose Brits was repealed only in 1959. Ambedkar died clueless well before that. While the Brits turned them criminals who were not, of course forcibly-almost like tattooing on foreheads, Indians made it worse to change it cosmetically in order to play politics. Add to that he also made this fragile fault line of two broad categories- the Forwards and Backwards indelible. Created a well demarcated cartel of alm seeking backwards versus day-light looting forwards to yield for a third world population in the whole by virtue of opposite of Quality Assurance called Reservation.

The Indians now have two kinds of Reservations. Reservation Natural and Reservation-in-paid.

Or in other words public reins of goods and services with them who have the whip to give way for a fixed economy of sleaze. Pitting one group against another for an inevitable fall of both is no achievement, neither wisdom. Add to that again, the dumbo also needed once a separate electorate just as did one another group needed a Pakistan. The vision as an integrated Peninsula, one sub-continent or a common market was perhaps only with JC Bose, Bhagat and Subhash if at all it did (which did). All signature moves of an unworthy non-entrepreneur.

A human with a non-entrepreneurly spirit is as good as a goat.

Fast forward to this date. Here have I been trying to knit a company of my dreams. An institution that the entire humanity has never dreamed of. An internet factory that changes the way humans live. A Sport organisation to let humans evolve happily without a shred of blood, without a hint of fraud and treachery. In the age of machines, our aspiration is to convert mechanized humans to human beings again. The capacity which they’ve lost to centuries of imperialism and inefficient mass manufacturing industrial age. To let the humans of today have a tool of knowledge free of wrongs, to enable right knowledge by reflex. To make continuous quest of knowledge and having a purpose of life an innate lifestyle. And I’ve prospected and separated until date with as many as 62 prospective co-founders including one high heeled Silicone Valley being in the pursuit.

To understand humans and transactions better, this also required traversing up and down through human hierarchies, bargaining gradients, income brackets. A first hand run through professions and cultures and aspirations. Or to be precise tracing path wherever money and orders flow. From the highs of five stars to ruling quarters of law makers to executive desks of bureaucrats be that government or corporate, from cheating NGOs to real value adding societies, from nominally standing statutory bodies like United Nations to malignant slums to geeky labs, from begging anonymously on streets to random sales on trains, from being a CEO to being a paltry labour, it required experimentation with humans on real basis.

To put more light on this, the closest human I resemble to was Devang Mehta- the pace setter of India’s growth story of the 1990s. And our idea of humanity and the world is one with zero artificial deaths- Zero death on account of human origins. Which all it requires is hazard free ambient Governance. If every artificial death is an industrial disaster, arresting the factors of artificial deaths to zero barring the freak accidents. And here am I drafting my Playbooks of which tenets of Governance is the core. Seeking most of my answers as much as possible in biology to keep it as closely knitted to natural ways. Logics and logistics principles from biology, tendencies from anthropology, administration from engineering, directions from entrepreneurship and so on.

Its been more than 17 years experimenting, travelling, compiling and being observant. There would be very few abstracts of humans, humanity and civilization that would be not known to me without use cases. Or perhaps only two things, music and motherhood, which is impossible for me to fathom.

And as I draft my playbooks, I find the closest to have attempted what I’m was Ambedkar. To document stepping stones and basic tenets of common discipline for a broad human mass to be subscribed to. And that in the information age, equipped with internet, internet accounts. Virtual access to almost entire human population on thousands of forums, visibility to millions and billions of reactions and communications. And of course, the Mighty computer with Excel and Word.

A National Constitution as long as India’s for a population as diverse, without Excel and Word must have been the World’s eight wonder or at least ninth after the understanding of Compound Interest.

When we lay organisations, culture, ethos, fundamental principles, working granularity all need to be knit into one cohesive consistent brand for one timeless identity. A broad guiding principle steering macros and micros all converged towards that crafted identity. To illustrate, if I am Ambedkar, my role as the constitutional boss is more to document that essence of soul to draft an identity than to get into micro-management of BAU (Business As Usual) laws. Or in other words, the foremost job to begin with, and almost half the part of the whole job was to select an emblem. An emblem to dissolve into blood before its interpreted and introduced to a new born which guides through entire life without being prompted.

On one hand to ensure constitutional autochthony was a major task negating the shady Government of India Act which was a treacherous anthology of rules to enable reins in hands of unholy influencers – the club of Imperial Natives & Parasitic Brits. On the other it was to knit a clueless ignorant unprepared massive human mass to one identity bound by a common discipline. On one side was hope for brighter future, on the other clutches of hawkish eyes of looters whose only constitution was unsport dominance. All along a parallel landscape of misery, of riots famines conflicts land ownership power restructuring and what not. To reflect the quantum of arbitration involved, there were 7635 amendments tabled for a territory which didn’t know what freedom meant actually, the population which went for wars and riots from all surrounding sides on land the day they had to party. To knit that Start up into a Global Conglomerate of the Future.

More than legal and legislative it was a challenge of approach, the design and branding. To carve templates on which the next change and future build-up was to be based. Its more of engineering than law expertise. And barring Visvesvaraya  India had no other tower of creation to understand its complication who was in his late nineties by then. For a law graduate to play a Tendulkar with a team of mediocres until Dravids and Gangulys join in future along with one odd Kumbles away from limelight on bouncy pitches of post-War expansionist phase against predatory Global behemoths who were still vying for control points along the globe for runways, its inexpressible in words. Which Ambedkar did and delivered.

He could have sided with imperialists, could have made “The Constitution” report to “The Parliament” as happens in the case of British. And we can imagine what a disaster could have that been in the days of social workers like our politicians of today manning parliaments. And there could have been lot of more strange combinations had he been copying from rest of the world. And had he not copy-pasted from around the world, you’d not disagree, the volume of the guiding book would have never gone up. The originals could have been only the directive sketches of the Brand India- The Preamble, Directive Principles, Fundamental duties, emblems and signages. Everything else had to be policies. Had that been slim, we know how much respected it could have been in the hands of kids of erstwhile Zamindaars and demoted Princes of the 1950s.

All of his achievements, I decipher it today when I draft my playbooks, which I find unending. Strings to knit Billions into one direction, one identity, aboard one ship in hope of a future that is to be bright, based on hope. I wonder if I’m doing the same mistake as Ambedkar, which was laying fundamentals on an assumption that everyone boarding the ship in question would be a God and not criminals, but to give it the benefit of optimism and hope, there cannot be other way as well. He was an unparalleled legend indeed.

 

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Nationalism: Design and Excuses

Nationalism. Every time a human hears this word, certain sense of reverence spirals down every spine. A fundamental module of identity that it is. However, is quite a bit of subjective entity. 

What bird is it ? 
If you get to define, distill all the ways of world, the way animals or plants or all living beings operate, you’ll conclude its about the belonging to where you serve your life. Of relevance of what you have for home. Bearing the same significance as your residency, permanent address or origins or wherever in which proportions you spend life. What begins with adherence of laws, to conditions of living extrapolates to the privileges and ease of life that you get back from the affiliation. The root source of the affiliation that you get and carry for your own existence. That makes it either instantaneous affiliation of territorial existence or the passport that you carry. All for a simple reason, for you’re on Earth. Like in Rome, you’re required to as Romans do, on Earth, you ought to do as Humans do as long as you’re human. Even for animals, the span for life and the end use of their dead bodies depend a lot on the Nationalism of nation they’re born into. And that is it, the loyalty and the degree of belonging you bear to the political geographical territory. 

Why at all does it element exist? Nature didn’t differentiate then why the humans.
Well, is that so ? Why at all then do we have different races, different body structure, differently abled ranging from physical to mental faculties to skin color ? Is that natural differentiation ? Or is that adaptation to the conditions around ? And then you find, its a mix of all. That its a massive Earth, soil, sunshine, water, air, temperature, humidity, climate, all are different and every part of earth requires customised care. Whether the care to Earth or from the Earth, both are subject of natural habitat. And that is how inherit a common culture, a common territory, with a common goal to maintain its sanctity. 

As a living entity you won’t have any second qualms that you’ve just one role on Earth. To look after the security of Earth as long as you serve your life. There’s no other purpose of life, neither can you do beyond. Because you’ll die one day, all you’ve the option left is to serve the biological span. And the best way of doing that is keeping up the sanctity that you inherited. And also, anything not matching up the best is back tracking. Not doing the best you can is always degrading. So harming the integrity of Earth must be a bad way of life. The concept of Nation is an enabler to this function. It demarcates the zone of liabilities. And thus the Nationalism. A reminder of the duty of care of the territory you extract life out of. 

Is it a Necessity ? Or a Forced Commodity ?
And the answer lies, that it’s a subject of force just as much as is the safety and security of life an imperation. Which also covers the aspect that how much do you know about your territory. The scientific structure of it. The material equilibrium, the composition structure, the relation with Earth. Function of the will and dedication to future. And yes necessary to have a constant maintenance affair. This is why we’ve governments. And the sense of adherence to it the Nationalism. All in all, a function of will of responsibility to future. Or a better way to look at it would be, that it is not a necessity only in a condition that you’re selfish. And you can’t be selfish because you never get your life on your own. You only have a choice of your own conduct, and when you get selfish, you also get isolated. Which makes a facet that the sense of Nationalism is the safest and best way to practice life. Very mandatory, as long as you want it safe and happy. 

Simply because its a Nation, and human processes and transactions are not adiabatic, and only a sustained life in a territory can know the territory, Nationalism is a life maintaining practice. An elementary need to maintain life. 

Now of the practice of it. The Hues and Cries regarding the same. 

Standing in respect for a national Flag. And like all physical laws, it goes the same way. Every action has an equal and opposite reaction, in the opposite direction of the binaries involved. As you love your Flag, it loves you back as much. As you are in collective, you get back in collective.

Say, Singaporeans commit to their flag the max, 24×7, despite just about a port, only a marine logistics touch point, they have the world ‘s most powerful passport.

India has this rank of 78. Mediocre. Because Indians say, “Stand for yourself first, then comes the nation”. They’re practical. And then they’re a diverse mix. Some say we stand for it when everyone else is watching, we do not disrespect, some say that idea is imposed. Nationalism is not a thing of public display, we all love it and its not required to be proven in open. And then there are other lots as well. Like a particular faction says, we now only to one, our God. We can not bow to anything else. In all the excuses of not being treated with contempt about the lack of priority to the flag.

Indians, as the population that they’re. They aspire for Mediocrity. And hunt for superiority in that inferiority. And as a natural result, they make for a country of customers less than a cuddle away wag at 100th in Ease of Doing Business for the love of Ease of Doing Crimes. And the human capital index amongst the lowest. Life the hardest, the happiness the lowest. 

And that tells you the law of flag. And the law of nationalism. And why the need of Nationalism. To have the god to stand by you by the care and awareness of your god on earth, your flag. 

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Is Dhoni the new Nayan Mongia?

The world cup is days away. Its in England. And the men in blue are far from settled. Batting line up far from systemically crystallized. Middle order so arranged that by fall of wicket number 5, far away from the grounds, even on paper, it gets difficult to find traces of formal batting. And by fall of two, specially if it includes Virat Kohli, it pretty much projects memories of the 90s. Old cricket fans often get reminiscence of Ajay Jadeja or Robin Singh or the combo of Yuvraj and Dravid, leaving behind a lack of sense of assurance when things are not going well.

The thrill of scripting come backs has been evidently off the radar for quite a long time.

Except for the top three- which is very fixed- the whole set of batting gives a glimpse of unstable variable tail with little certainty. And then the main stem of finishing profile, of that of holding the innings, of manoeuvering small anchoring of breezy pace, like those duties looked after by Suresh Raina, also finishing role like those of Dhoni’s himself, those romantic virtues of cricket, specially out of one dayers, that’s missing. And add to this agony of a batting culture country in a run hungry nation. Cricket is not all the same anymore.

It used to be  a game of brains and intellect. Of passions and purity. And character.

No other game ever has been subject to test of Character and Endurance Certificate as Cricket. Not to miss 8 Hours of machine loaded single advertising realty, which is like single long magnet of customers. No game ever produced as much commerce. And may I tell you another greatness of this game. They say the game’s greatest – Sachin Tendulkar- he was God. He is indeed. Not the God of cricket but the God who made Indians need Electricity . That is Cricket. It has been a game which has also produced real authentic Gods.

In the world, if you needed a model code of Conduct and Integrity and Life and Lifestyle, or should you be seeking answer to the question as to how humans should live, should you quest for an ideal replica for humanity in practice, or say, the way 1 kg is the mass of platinum-iridium alloy kept in SI Units’ museum in Paris, what would be the same for one unit of Humanity, let me break this piece of beauty. The day you’ll define the SI unit of Humanity in Practice, in the end the last standard you’ll conclude to like to keep an alloy of Kumble-Dravid. And like Coulomb (SI unit of Electric Charge), the SI Unit of Human Conduct will be Kumble (after Anil Kumble). This came from Cricket. That because of the virtue of Cricket. Thanks to intricacies of the game.

Additionally, its also a better lifestyle game than Golf, and way more of handling of passion than Basketball. (On a personal note, I feel, cricket never gots its due appreciation, because it was invented by Brits, who have historically been opposite of Sport conduct). But if there was an evaluation for completeness of a sport, measuring for social or fitness or  awareness or strategy or management or just any human attribute at subject of test, this game would come right at the top. Even by the count of ATPs used in a game, if that were an indicator, even then, it must be cricket. Its a beautiful game indeed.

And what has been Jeff Bezos to Retail, or Steve Jobs to computing, in very tangible  likelihoods, you’re going to have an Anil Kumble to Machine Intelligence and Education. What was Steve Jobs to Personal Computing, An Anil Kumble to Education, I can bet my life over such a prediction. The phenomenon because of cricket. And also the conviction in this belief – because of Cricket. That is cricket.

A game of Science and human conduct. And of lots of brains. An intense game which inspires engineering. And a game which has had huge impact on affairs of the world. Its a very beautiful game.

I wonder why I’m so overselling this game. Perhaps may be, because I also see that if everybody played cricket, nobody ever would have had Skin-cancer. Humans would have come to know about holes in ozone the very day they happened. The Humans would also have never had invented Acid Rains. Neither would have ever been Soil Erosion if they played cricket, if everybody played cricket, if it was a cult.  Genuinely beautiful. As beautiful as impactful.

Which is no more as beautiful. As it used to be.

But India happens to be one of the best in the trade. In 170 odd days from now on is to happen its Men’s World Cup, which is reasonably fierce.  And like usual, known for handicapped management, Indians, have screwed it again. By poor management. By poor succession planning. A pristine case of how Indians lose. Signature display of  Indians’ affinity to Mediocrity. Indians are a laid-back bunch of humans who aspire of mediocrity and hunt for superiority in that inferiority of mediocrity. How do they pull off this phenomenon so widely, this case is live demonstration of that. Its as much a subject of cricketing nuances as much of trade and life in practice.

Let me take you to this by design.

That, India and Indians are averse to transparent meritocracy is no new secret. Their father was Gandhi, that alone determined the DNA from the onset. Almost invariably, in every field and every institution, top stakeholders are always rigged, people functions which is supposed to maintain human succession planning in institutions and organisations, Indians have universal reservations of unfair practices. Handicapped of  transparency, as elsewhere, so in cricket, the lead of National Selecting panel (MSK Prasad) himself has neither performed much at the international level, nor has had any other history of team building or leading credentials. In short he has never been a public father who has nurtured National Kids or Institutional Kids  for that matter. He’s there simply because he’s there. Not many other supporting the reasons why at all should he be there. Not even moral reasons, forget the technical. But he’s still there.

Same with the hierarchy upwards and on wards. Until the ownership of BCCI. Whether BCCI is about India, or is it a private body of cricketing fans ? Or is it an sporting asset belonging to a Sovereign Nation? What is cricket about or what is BCCI about? Who owns the BCCI ?  Whom does BCCI report to ? And How does it integrate to Sovereign Identity to Republic of India? Nobody knows. Administration has had a democractic orientation, while has the reporting  been historically swinging between Political heavy weights and Political Heavy weights. So it never became an institution. So never did it have consistency. So the game!

I think the only good thing that happened on a cricket field, was Sachin Tendulkar affixing the tricolor on his helmet on his own. I think the idea was pitched by Devang Mehta (there was one Y2K Hero of the world who restructured India in the 90s who also died mysteriously in 2001) .

Luckily, for Indians, that became the day the Indians started needing the need of electricity. And Tendulkar kept the promise quite handsomely until the December of 2011. Just in a span of decade, Tamilians became Indians, Bengalis became Indians, Ghatis became Indians, Tribals became Indians, North East became Indians, Telugu became Indian, Bihari became Indian, Punjabi became Indian. So much so that even Muslims became Indians, albeit on some days-  who on most of the rest of live like Muslims.  (We mean – if you ask a Man what is he?  On 90% of occasions, he’d answer he’s a human.  Ask the same to a Muslim, what is he ? In most of the cases the answer will be He’s a Muslim. I’ve met only five who said he’s a human. One went to IIT Kanpur & one led DRDO of them) This might be phenomenon, perhaps because he needs to pray 5 times a day, but even these kind of Muslims, the least educated of human tribes as a mathematical number, even these became Indians. Universal Identity, Universal Account Number, Universal GPS, Universal Bitcoin, Universal Facebook, Universal Google, Universal Amazon, Universal Bharat Pay, Universal Solar, they all became a phenomenon. So much so that, even Hindustan Lever had to drop Hindustan to come properly as Unilever. This would never have been a possibility in India.

Let me show Indians have lived. How they talk and how they live.

India is Indira, Indira is India. Somebody said.

India is the peninsula south to Himalayas, nobody said. India is the Sub-continent south to Himalayas, India is the subcontinent where continents merged, India is the sub-continent reporting to Himalayas where continents merge, nobody said.

Work for Tatas, Invest with Ambanis. Somebody said.

Work for India, Invest in Indians, Invest in future Dhirubhais, Let the world invest the future into India. Nobody said.

Today, India has a brand as Incredible India. India is today one of the five largest defense budgets, and back to the position of lighthouse to World’s maritime, 75% of World’s freight logistics happens under the watch of you know whom! You have Chennai holding loose ends between Dubai and Bangkok.

So much so for the universal identification for a piece of cloth- a logo- the tricolor. The game spiralled into a glue to stick staggered mix of humans, but never could build an institution. The asset became a commodity. And hence now the commodity subject to what commodities undergo- Volatility and Crest and Troughs. It never could become an institution.

And a what a funny thing. The case went to Supreme Courts as well. But as the fact is that they’re Indians. Handicapped of building institutions, they couldn’t even articulate constitutional ownership nor a ready reckoner for Institutional Building. So its disintegrating.

And in a span of 170 days is the World Cup. Where Indians have designed the way how to lose out a all equipped resource pool, only for the lack of institution building propensities, for the lack of the skills of governance.  And once again no lessons learned even from the most recent churn of the 90s.

A team game of 11 players, of 11 different roles, India has only 6 properly filled roles. For the rest five, a subject to disorder, leading to an appearance that a 11 player team stands for only three. Only three full time players, 8 part time, clueless and mission less.

After Tendulkar, after Ganguly, after Dravid, after Yuvraj, after Dhoni himself, the slots should have been succeeded by institutionalized development. And what a luck that they always had Sehwags, Gambhirs, Rainas, Rahanes, Uthappas, Badanis to fill in to rotate capibilities. Today, Kohli alone looks a one handed substitute of Dravid-Yuvraj, a Tendulkar at the top in Rohit Sharma, and no Raina, no Dhoni (despite having Dhoni himself), no Ganguly, no Sehwag, and many more the nos.

And in this cobweb of illiterate governance, in the centre is Dhoni himself, who’s also himself a very  very skillful thinker of the game. After Ajay Jadeja, a Yuvraj, Ganguly had to rear, and he reared, but after Yuvraj whom ? Dhoni did nothing. Kohli for filling in for Tendulkar, then what about Yuvraj and Dravid? What about the computer engineer of the team, what about Kumbles and Srinaths who’d steer the game with the pace of technical world to keep it contemporary? And what about Gangulys who’d stand for protecting integrity in a vulnerable world ? Nobody ever had answers.

The after effects as you get to see. You’ve Sreesanths and Pandyas and Vijay (in affair with colleague’s wife) and Rahuls coming out in quick succession.

Its painful to see this game in such deep misery. And there’s no way its to return back to its interim golden glory, which in itself was also very fluctuating. When it was intellectually a beauty, it never aced the summit of pinnacle, and when it did, until then the soul was lost already. Thanks to shoddy management all round the corners. An asset of identity symbol ransacked to become a commodity.

And to historical imbalance, roles not matured, absence of succession planning, Dhoni himself has relegated himself as Nayan Mongia of the past. Very Useful, Very Indispensable, but not of use for certain success. Beyond his own best, and too beyond to glue all. By the fag end of 2015, he should have been in the shoes of Tendulkar in terms of dressing room presence. Neither a Kumble shunted of for being visionary and excellent at the same time.

Of the Cricket World Cup, in most likelihoods, it should be England winning the 2019 Edition. United Kingdom is in shambles, slotted to grow less than 1.5% over the next decade, pulverized with uncertainties of BREXIT, they’ve nothing to bind the nation, nothing to stick to rally around for a common identity, hence no common goal, all mired into terror as well, they’d desperately need one. And the coincidence that all other cricketing teams of the world have in general gone on decline to match the maximum capacities of England, I don’t think there’s better evidence of the game of Cricket being fixed. If a commodity called “Geo-politics” exists, this must be one of them, I feel. We can connect the dots.

But the pain remains. The Game of Cricket is not all the romance and intellect it used to be. And not at all the scientific temper that it stands for. And Dhoni the new Nayan Mongia. Useful but not good enough.

 

  • -A disheartened Cricket Fan

 

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Wonder how do they Hate Jobs!

Because God was coming in 1950s, after humans had crossed the oceans of Industrial Revolution, He couldn’t come with Krishna’s Sudarshan Chakra. Neither could he come with a Cross. The decade of 1950 that was beyond The War. The Steve who had Jobs in his name he incarnated with a Knowledge Box.

-Start Up Kumar

In life I’ve only one ambition. To sell once like Steve Jobs. I don’t know how the world hates The Steve who had Jobs in his name. It was only the structure of his name that I found out that may be that’s what Gods would be. Entrepreneurs.

God would always be an Entrepreneur. Right?

God has to be an entrepreneur. The best of them you documented in stories as Gods. That’s how humanity happened. That’s how happened the Human Evolution.

Or alternatively,  think and ask yourself. Did come the Early Man first or God? Or may someone tell me- How many years Before Christ came the Early Man Before Christ. Why didn’t Jesus come to rescue Early Man? Why Krishna despite being the oldest of Gods didn’t come during the times of Early Man? No God came ever to rescue the most vulnerable variant of man, why ? They all came into reckoning only after humans graduated to certain degree into civilisation.

Was it that Krishna didn’t come in the Era of Early Man because Early man was too early to write? And so followed the Jesus or Prophet or rest of the deities ? And beyond that if you look minutely into timelines and Gods, you’d  find that Gods and dieties have always been coming up intermittently with degrees in Human Evolution.

Every single time after the humans evolved to some state. On occasions the humans went terribly wrong. Came in different different incarnations in different different times to solve different problems. Or those who bailed humanity out were the Gods.

Care to note even closer. Every and any entity the humans recognised or tagged as – God- out of whichever reasons- affections or abilities- they all have had a similar midas touch on Humans. Say the Aussie cricketer Mathew Hayden spotted a God in Sachin Tendulkar in 2001. And there’s no other parallel for precise picking and defining as this  one in entire human history. Sachin Tendulkar was The God who made Indians need Electricity for the first time in 2000 years well after christ. Indians never needed Electricity until then out of voluntary wish. That electricity is a need and that without it life is short of lots of things, it needed them a God. And that was Sachin Tendulkar.

And you’ll agree that Gods like these who change lives and lifestyles kept up coming day after day. Whichever legend the most vastly written came to be the bigger incarnation.

You might also tend to agree that The Gods posted by respective religions quoted in religious texts might have been the ones who came before the age of Newspapers and Journalism. It must have been only after the birth of Journalism that frequent spotting of Gods or value of reckoning someone as God went down because everybody could write.

Only selected few & marketed few retained the God Status. Else Gods come in incarnations every now and then. You’d agree.

Now take a deeper a look with respect to effect of Gods on humanity. You’ll find they were not Gods. They were all Entrepreneurs actually. Watch closely in slow motion, you’ll find that they were Master Managers of Livelihoods. Humans who manufactured professions, The Super Gods who created realties where humans could find engagements and thus livelihoods.

And technically, that is also the exact thing what separates you from animals. No goat or whale ever had a religion nor needed the awareness of existence of Gods. They never had religions. Like humans and all other animals, they did have different species. Like humans, they all reproduced, all ruled by same rule of genetics, all variance and diseases by the rules of DNA codes, but none ever needed the knowledge of conflicts of God.  Because unlike humans, they didn’t have any profession. (No occupation until a few that humans domesticated). Until domesticated, each have one livelihood- to reach the food, serve the defined biological span, and guard the Earth till they breathe. Negligible politics, greed just until hunger, compassion and friendliness beyond. No need of a God, and not at all of a subscription to identify with.

For every invention, Necessity was the Mother.

You needed Jesus Krishna Ram Rahim for your fancies but the Goat knew all his purpose was to guard the earth till the biological span permits. You were humans you could talk you had agendas to conspire and hence the need to have your own cartels. So you needed separate Gods. But the animals didn’t. They didn’t have professional occupations.

The whole Earth is an evidence to testimony that Gods are prayed to only in communities where exists this man made commodity- Money- the device of Professions.

The Buffer must have been the Early Man. And the first God must have been born the moment the first human would have turned Professional. The first man to get specialised and settle to one activity for a living. He would have been the first God or the first deity in Human History.

Analyse that God with an Electron Microscope. You’ll find those people were Entrepreneurs actually. Notice the validation in the existence of God, which will throw in nature and frequency of incarnations of God. Or the probe who are they who are Gods.

Quite surprisingly to assure conformance you’ll find one uniform coincidence in case of each God. Kaali, Krishna, Jesus, Prophet, Guru Nanak or Steve Jobs, just any. Each of them had even their names placed perfect. Godly perfect. A name suggestive of a character. Every God was a Hero- even by their names. Godliness begun every time even at names in each case. Every name sounded for a Superstar. You’d be puzzled, was it the Chicken or the Egg first. Was he the God or the Human first? Was the birth first or the name first? Early Man or the God first? The God or the Human first? The Human or the Entrepreneur? The God or the Incarnation? Incarnation came the first or The God first? The Chicken or the Egg first?

Perhaps the most perfect Legend they came up with, they called them Gods. The most extensively written about went on to become the Peakest of God. May this could also be the reason, why these people in India have had over sixty thousand Gods and dieties, practically for every function including sex. By the time the rest of the world couldn’t count, they could write legends.

And then technically when you analyse humans through the prism of Evolution, invariably all the Gods came amongst humanity as incarnations. Son of God, Daughter of God, Father of God in some case, all in disguise. Though, notably they all mistreated every one they called God, whether be it Jesus subjected to crucification or Rama for mistrust over wife and property, or Muhammad Ali or Steve Jobs or whoever. But all these humans in disguise, these incarnations, they all gave the humans engagement platforms or ways to pass time on Earth. They were Gods of Livelihoods the Gods- the Entrepreneurs. (You only forgot to spot after birth of Journalism. They existed perpetually)

And was he the Steve who had Jobs in his name. He who placed the Humans on a realty called Computers. A personal knowledge box for individual craniums.

By the 1970s when the humans had earned uncontrollable expertise and dealings with materials and minerals they had little to process information. Post the world war, into the age of suspicion and cold war, amidst thousand kinds of races and also on route to course correction for many, in order to leap into days of prosperity from the impoverished days of war, the humans were quite in a fix.

Decision making powers, twisting industries, communications, interactions, or active part in human authority was always in the hands of the world’s whos whos.

And here was the Steve who had Jobs in his name. The man who knew not much of technicalities but only the humans and transactions. The kinds of humans that existed in the zoo of earth and the transactions they entered into.

And so do you find in each of his creation. Take Personal Computers– the device to distribute and transmit expertise of individual brains. To marry all languages and signs and symbols of the world into one wonder box. To make it accessible to all.  Pixar– The animation house for neutral demonstration of content beyond humans, a tool to infuse life into surroundings of humans which humans don’t treat as living life. I-pod- a music pot which not only stores music but also which aligned whole music industry to eradicate the menace of piracy. You won’t disagree the music clouds of today are a manifestation of the same mother approach of cloud computing. It wasn’t a pod but a last mile device of cloud computing. Take i-phone, the magic you’ll find not in the phone but the app-store wherein every industry, every professional, every user could find easy access to utility he needs. The app-store sums up for a point where professions meet. That won’t be an exaggeration.

The guy converged humans on one realty for bread and butter. Aligning professions and jobs on one device. Made each of the industry he leaped into more sport, more accessible, democratic by taking onto unsport incumbent ways of the world. Never would have been the computers this personal as they are today, had it not been apple. Actually, it had never been had it not been the Steve who had Jobs in his name.

We all know he was a hippy inspired by Edison. Which stood for a purpose in life.

As an animal your purpose is to serve your biological span. The better you can do, the better you can guard the earth for the new future. That is why every animal loves its offsprings. But humans trade amongst each other. And because they trade, they grade between them as to with whom to trade more. Came in a Bargaining Gradient, summing up for broadly two kinds of humans as a result. Poor Humans – as good as unfit, Rich Humans- as good as Fit and desirable.

Discovering this, Edison defined the purpose of being a human is to build utilities for other human hand. That you’d be fit to survive only if your hands manufacture utilities for other human hands. As long as you do that you’ll have your use amongst the surrounding humans. To do better, you know all those disasters that happen with humans. As you know the disasters you’ll invent a solution. And Edisonism happened. The “Bulb” the peakest of the solution to disasters that happen in the dark.

As Edison your purpose is to manufacture utilities useful and productive to other human. The Personal Computer the most significant milestone after wheel. To lead the direction that manufactures professions and livelihoods of humans around. You build and maintain eco-systems. As reflected in the trajectory of Apple with Steve around.

This is why they hate the Steve Who Had Jobs in his name!

Because they don’t know who is a God. And who is an Entrepreneur. And what role does an Entrepreneur play. They hate because they’re not amongst the commoners. Because they don’t deal with trivia of commoners. Because they need to stand at poles where stakes converge.

 

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Animals vs Humans: Start Up Kumar begins the differentiation

Earlier, the humans and animals had a large gap between them. The animals were animals and the humans were humans. The animals had animalism while Humans had humanity. Humans hated dictatorship. Animals fell into discipline to let leaders lead. Animalism spread and spread the Humanity.

Animals needed no religion. Humans needed to trade. And hence an additional requirement to grade.

They marketed purpose of life, ways of life, and so on, got varieties in discrimination orders. The animals on the contrary knew- the purpose of life is to serve the defined biological life span and protect the earth as long as they served life. Needed no religion. Just compassion and selflessness.

So much that they even became dogs and asses. They didn’t mind. They became anything. Cows, buffalloes, vultures and pigs, cocks and lambs, pussies, mares, or just anything, very happily. Joining humans wherever they could. Elephants took to engineering. Even wars and emergencies. Lions learned the circus. Parrots took to talking, pigeons to spying, camels to smuggling, horses to eloping. So much, that even crocodiles took just to copulate mindlessly the day they figured Queen of Elzi needed a crocodile leather bag to orgasm. One fine day, even the fishes joined. They said if the end of life has only two options- small fish being eaten by big fish, or the humans eating fishes- its better to be eaten by humans.

They all friended the humans.

Somebody told the humans they’re humans. That they’re at the top of the ladder, that they had humanity which is different than animalism. And then began a new journey.

A lot happened. Thousands of years just flew by, like they were seconds. And we came to the date until today.

Today, to survive on Earth only five things are needed. Air, Water, Sand, Honesty and Sanity. The first three for shelter, the last two for intra-species, inter-community coordinations. Honesty drives the trust. Sanity Drives the drive thereafter- the motivation to serve life. Today, the first four lost beyond repairs and stocks of the fifth lies half a decade. The spheroid Earth deflates to become a rugby ball with each rotation.

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The Flummoxing Case of Gandhi

Subhas Bose has died well. He was undoubtedly a patriot, though misguided. 
-Buddha Gandhi
 
That settled the character certificate of Subhash Chandra Bose- Misguided. And why won’t he be? Why won’t Subhash be misguided ?
 
On one end was a monkey-charmer Gandhi who hired an army for Brits and sent in troops without any accountability. On the other was the Engineer Subhash who raised an army out of the same Prisoners of War that Gandhi had sent without any responsibility.
 
Picking up deserted soldiers and accumulating the sons of the soil who were rendered refugee and orphaned for no fault of their own- was what Subhash doing. Bringing them back with pride and honour for the cause they were put in the ovens of world war thay India had no part in- was where Subhash began- or say cleansing the muck and dung of Gandhi was what Subhash began with. No wonder, why Subhash was misguided!
 
And boy, how conspicuously does that demonstrate the hostile blood of India!
Remember the same timeline of 1940s.
 
Out of the uprising the notional independence was close. And for any Nation to be Sovereign the pre-requisite is an independent army. So for the nation which had to be free. The nation that wanted to be free had got to have its standing army- was what the situation. That was the 1940s.
 
Mind you, it always had to be the same- only that nation can be independent that has an independent army. It’s a simple universal common sense. You’re as independent as your defence. The fact was just that this simple fact that to qualify for an independent country you need an Indian army was not known to Indians. This small little fundamental had never crossed an Indian head until now. Subhash was the first Indian to be vocal about that.
 
With a plan he asked Gandhi for a call of army. Seeked help to organise an army. And there was Gandhi – like all dumbfucks I’m the peninsula- “Hum kahan se laayein fauj?” The Hostile Sleazeball got at loggerheads with the Futurist Planner. That bald stooge of the Brits was hiring for Brits after all. How could have he?
 
And the rest as they say is history.
 
The guy who fished sons to send to gallows like lambs for bakrid is known as the Father to the Nation. And the boy who returned pride for those unsuspecting dumb lambs is kNown as misguided. The holy man who got sex at 13 got the license for Brahmacharya Experiment at 40, went on to become Mahatma and still distributing character certificates.
 
No wonder the kids of that Gandhi return as Hungriest and the corrupted. Racing for the top slot in women’s safety racing against the likes of Congo, Syria, Afghanistan & Pakistan. Courts sluggiest without sense of justice. And the country with customers less than cuddle away wagging at 100th in Ease of Doing Business for the love of Ease of doing Crimes.
 
The Gurmeet Ram Rahim of 1940s went on to become the saint of Sabarmati. The Indians didn’t even ask, “Bapu Gandhi, what did you just hire? Is it the Peace Keeping Force even before establishment of United Nations? What’s the purpose, what’s the vision, what’s the goal?” 
And the man with vision, the man with a plan, as usual punished to pains.  Like the Indians do- The hostile illiterates.
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Why Neta Subhash never Showed Up?

Only two people have had control over Earth. One is God. Netaji Subhash Chandra Bose the other one- The Bossy Bose from India.

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Apparently, from the tone set by the quote,  you might begin with a notion that this is going to be a patronising song to the Indian Nationalism and this miraculous Indian Nationalist. But it is not. For the man who was unstoppable, non-intercept-able, undecipherable despite an army behind him,  for the man who has already been the center of attention for close to 100 years and still remains so, that man is already way above patronisation.

Subhash was a man with plans. Always. And also unstoppable. He was one who did what he wanted to. To not let him do what he thought, it simply never happened. A Design geek who knew, “Design is not the way it looks, Design is the way it works”. A man of design who was far too ahead of contemporaries by design.

To reflect, what’s most notable and the element that defines him was his army that he built. The guy knew to qualify for a Sovereign Nation you need a Sovereign Army. Called it Indian National Army. And look at the design. Two different names in two different languages. “Azaad Hind Fauj” in Hindi and “Indian National Army” in English. Hindi was the language of masses, and hence nomenclature adapted to give a call of urgency, while for the purpose of international recall, and the fact that an army is a perpetual organisation and not a temporary event, which will also continue to exist in future, the name reflecting eternal sovereignty.

What a pity that the dumb Indians handicapped of brains and education are still to fathom such a Design masterpiece. Never did they ask that ill-bred malicious bigot Mohandas Gandhi the question meant to be asked.

Why did Gandhi come back to India? He came in 1915-  only one year earlier to commencement of World War-I , when the pre-events of War had been going on, Why ? In just one year an unknown lawyer went on to become a Rockstar celebrity of credibility and voice, that in an era when even newspapers were not common and neither was there internet. How ?
Such a massive recruitment- how did Gandhi become so larger than life in one year only ? And what was Gandhi hiring ? Was that a United Nations Peace Keeping force even before United Nations was born ? What was the purpose ? What plans of the Prisoners of Wars from the army hired ? Under what principle were the sons of India exposed to a war in which they had no stakes to ? In the name of Love ? The love for Enemy ?

And here was a guy who was once a CEO (CEO of Kolkata Municipal Corporation; and not a Mayor). He began aggregating Prisoners of War who were sons of natives that Gandhi had left in lurch without accountabilities. That from where? Africa, from where Indians really had no business to be in a War of their own.

Perhaps, in the world there is no better marvel of Design Thinking than the works of Subhash. No wonder that tag of “Führer” came from none other than Hitler himself, no wonder even the world’s most tyrant military leader couldn’t help falling in love with admiration for the mesmerizing Indian. And no wonder, nobody ever could turn an eye on the only Hindu marriage in the Nazi Germany.

May you take a note on hostility and double standard of Indians.

“Indian National Army because to qualify for sovereign nation you need a sovereign army”, Subhash presented.

“This doesn’t align with our principles of Non-Violence”, said Gandhi.

“Where do I get a force of this stature. It takes money”, said Nehru.

“What about the army that you’re hiring Gandhi? “, nobody questioned back.  Perhaps because the parents were getting some paltry salaries against sending their sons on war. The Indians were getting “Government Jobs” perhaps.

And what an end. The moment news flashed of Subhash dying, “Subhash Bose has died well. He was an undisputed patriot, though misguided”, dished out a character certificate that Gandhi who himself had no character of his own.

That Gandhi who used to sleep with naked women to test whether the male penis gets excited if there’s a female flesh in vicinity. As if there were no important work to do, no fire in country, no problems to be solved. And the fact that this Gandhi was a guy who got licensed sex right at puberty since the age of 13, he had luxuries to test spirit of Brahmacharya in mid 50s, nobody ever questioned, and here was this guy giving a character certificate to the guy who rehabilitated the souls left in lurch by the former. That Gandhi who was no better than Gurmeet Ram Rahim of 1990s. Same concept of glamorous ghetto called “Ashram” , same swarm of women aggregating for sex with a coveted guy, same isolated kingdom for the trade of power and influence. What a pity!

While Indians live pretty much the same even today, swarming around centers of alms compromising on all their integrity the little that they have, they still run after Gandhi, and Gandhi still constrained in ghettoes of his own brethren, never ever did Gandhi bearing Indian Rupees empower any masses, the larger the question has remained, why didn’t Subhash show up? Or Didn’t he ? Did he or Didn’t he ? Did he die in real sense ? What all transcribed after the so widely believed death of the Hero ?

If you connect the dots of Human ways and achievements, degree of evolution, tendencies and activities,  professions, transactions and occupations, life expectancy and mortality- all tabulated against time- the world can be split into many kinds of distinct boundaries. For instance BC/AD on religious dimensions, AM/PM on clock dimensions, Stone Age/Machine Age/Data Age on machine friendliness dimension. Similarly,  on Human Behaviour – the humans have one distinct boundary: Before Subhash/ After Subhash (BS/AS). And the Splitting point was one Oaten Moment which was a moment on the clock when one British Prof named Oaten got powdered by Subhash in a Classroom. The prof refused to lodge a police complaint for unexpected reasons only to take vow to be a nice dutiful professor only. And the world changed right after. 

If you watch closely you’d find there have been certain jerks who have scripted the humans’ directions tuned to their will. Say, Benjamin Franklin. He wanted to device a way to keep dollars flying. Flew a kite and changed the way the humans tread forever. Invented Electricity. The dollar still flies. And more recently than all of the them, there was Steve Jobs who installed a mother controlling device into normal daily individual lives, 100 years before they will have satellite machines in daily human lives. He wanted to eliminate all disorders from human transactions, which could have been only possible by machines. Brought personal computing into individual lives. And changed the way humans live thereafter, forever.  And similarly to all the shift humans have underwent- we owe to some selected Brain Heads- people who absolutely changed the script of humans ever after. Subhash Bose has been one of them very prominently for the last 100 years

Why wouldn’t it have been so! After all, the mastermind of the whole plot was none other than the Lord of Communications- Jagdish Chandra Bose himself.  Little did the world know the first human to script wireless communications who’d never patent a thing had actually plans to own the whole world itself. Little did the world know why every protege of JC Bose was a professor first and then something else as the mainstream vocation. Little did the world know what the Bose clan had planned and what did they execute in collective.

The humanity is in a certain direction today, at a particular stand point. For instance, the human population is 7 billions today- a number that they would never have imagined 200 years back. Today, every human hand has a magic box handheld which functions as remote control to life, and there has been no World War for over 73 years. Cancer has got a vaccine in- principle and teenagers get born as problem solving entrepreneurs, such are these days that humanity has turned around differently. For the first time in human history the grumpy ugly old citizens have got de-prioritized over fresher younger blooming talent- almost as a policy. The Big Bose (JC Bose) followed by his deputy (SC Bose) had a role to play in each of these. And that more thrilling than any thriller you would have ever come across.

The most spectacular result of that seen in BREXIT and the systemic decline of London’s growth. London by their own admissions is slotted to grow as sluggishly as 0.75 % – 1.3% in the next decade. Today, London is holding competitions to seek radical ideas to revitalize its economy, aloof of a fundamental fact that macro aspects like economies are a subject of  Succession Planning, subject of design. The Crown which went about splitting continents and drawing borders across the world today ending up in drawing its own borders in the end, splitting finally for a miserable isolation. And what a well designed systemic decline for the British it has been! Falling to same bait that they once rode on – Business Process Outsourcing. And the two Boses the masterminds of that. 

May you have a glance over that, how it progressed.

UK was an economy which found 80% of economy from services. Which means you don’t manufacture tangibles, you only process and package, and your business is Business Process. So, what if you outsource the process of business process ? You get left with nothing. Right ? Your business is somebody else’s business ? And how do you do it ? Is it executed by introducing one use case, and make the rest of humans ape the same of the models ? Is that exactly what has happened with the UK? And where the bulk of the posting of those processes ?

Is it to India?  And all those territories which the Brits split someday in the past- The Common Wealth?  Is it true that the net trade numbers are exactly in same proportions as opportunity costs siphoned off the erstwhile economies?

Simulate the numbers of The Commonwealth in a Time Value of Money scale, you’d find the UK declining at the same pace as those of commonwealth clubs rising.

And when you plot this transition against value chains, reconciling by action items and accountable people, all trails would lead to one man. Or in better words, for all things the world is clueless after 1925, substitute that element of cluelessness by Subhash Chandra Bose. You’ll find one man has systematically driven the world through the World War and afterwards: The Showman of Earth. You’ll find, until 1890s, the humans used to have a man- The man who knew too much. Then came a man on January 23, 1897. The man who Applied too much. That was Subhash. 

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The Shift from the Stone Age to The Data Age

You’re What you Eat. That was Yesterday

Oil was the Oil. Fuel was the Oil. Lubricant was the Oil. Trigger was the Oil

What turned wheels was the Oil. That was Yesterday

Ushered in a Change. Trigger became the Data. Lubricant the Data.

Fuel became the Data. That is Today. Turn wheels on Data. That is Today

You’re What you Write. That’s today

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