@manan.dedhia
Rough around the edges. Noisy end points forwards.
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I set out to study the enemy. And I found it deep within.Just kidding - a co-ordinated campaign to market a fundamentally different ideology and set of beliefs to people who neither asked for it nor wanted it. May offer some explanation of how we landed up in this quagmire. Of course the people take some blame for this - but just like Facebook meddling in places where they have no business meddlin...
At this point there is enough research, reporting and momentum to point to the fact that social media is harmful for all those who use it and these companies are ready to world this immense power to do the bidding of the highest payer. this book might be the final nail in the coffin for some of you. for some it might be square one to your own social emancipation. to me it is a necessary reminder t...
Similar to Shantaram, this is a window into a bygone Bombay that i have never known. Delightful read this one - the poetry in the words and the scenes evoke empathy for the characters even when they are at their worst.
A true love letter to New England - not just the forests and the wildlife. But the history and geography. The palimpsest of stories that sometimes cross paths across eras and some that are lost to the vagaries of time. Waiting to be discovered and told.
Streaming can tie a boulder to itself and jump into the Atlantic. Streaming platforms made music available - and what did Napster / Limewire / DC++ do? Napster was villified - it stole from artists. And what does Spotify / Tidal / Deezer et al do exactly?At least DC++ never told me that a certain album was not available in my country. Or that the sampling rate would change mid listen. Or Ads. Dear...
The one solace through 2025 was reading. Books were the silent companion whether I realized it or not. Every train ride, walk and commute to office was made not just bearable by some of these volumes. Here is to more reading in 2026.
This past year felt like a blur. Looking back through my calendar, I can see all the events and highlights clearly marked. But most of them didn’t feel like it. The days melded into one long day that I sleep walked through. As the arrow of time turns the page on 2025, I am looking back through evidence to piece back the year that went by. And reminds me of what is not in the paper trail, but in me...
