Anvesh Reddy Chintha Reddy

What Would You Wish For?

2026-09-05T23:06:07.563+05:30

A few years ago, I was driving home from the office late in the evening. A friend was travelling with me. It had been a rough day for him, and somewhere in the middle of the traffic he turned and asked:

"If God appeared right now, what would you wish for?"

I didn't have to think about it. "I'd ask God to remove greed from the world."

I have always believed greed is the root of everything that goes wrong. Without it, people would be content with what they have. There would be no reason to measure yourself against the person next to you — in wealth, fame, beauty, power — and no reason to take shortcuts to get ahead of them.

My friend answered without hesitation. "Without greed there's no competition. Without competition there's no innovation, and no better future."

That stayed with me. I couldn't disagree with him, exactly. I just wished there were a third option — some way for people to keep moving forward without needing to have all of it for themselves.

Yesterday, I was taking my daughter to a doctor's appointment. We were stopped at a traffic signal when she asked, out of nowhere:

"Papa, what would you wish for if God appeared?"

I already had my answer ready. But I wanted to hear hers first, so I told her to go.

"I'd wish for God to remove greed from the world."

I turned to look at her. The same wish, almost word for word, that I had given a friend in a car years before she was old enough to ask the question.

I asked her why.

"Only one student can be the class topper," she said. "It's the same with art, with sports, with everything. Everyone else is still good at something. But some children are so greedy to be first that they bully the others and make them feel small. Those children lose their confidence. And then they stop doing well at the thing they were actually good at."

That is not the answer I had given my friend. Mine was about the world — wealth, power, people cutting corners to get ahead. Hers was about a classroom, and about what it costs a child to be made to feel small by someone who needed to win.

"So what do you think of my wish?" she asked.

And I heard myself say: "Greed should be avoided, yes. But greed is what makes people competitive, and competitiveness is what makes them prosper."

I had handed my daughter the exact argument that had been handed to me, in a car, years ago.

My stance hasn't changed. I still believe greed is evil. So why did I argue against my own wish the moment I heard it in her voice?

I think it's because she has so much ahead of her. I don't want her growing up confusing wanting with greed — holding back from something she has earned because she has taught herself that reaching for it makes her the bully in her own story.

Maybe that's the third option I was looking for that evening in the traffic. Greed is wanting more than you need, at someone else's cost. Ambition is wanting more from yourself. At her age she has already learned to spot the first one. My job now is to make sure she never gives up the second.

So — have I quietly changed my stance? Or is greed still evil?

I'd like to know what you'd wish for.

The Mapmaker's Last Lesson - Stories From The Product Room #5

2026-08-12T16:02:00.000+05:30

The kingdom's greatest mapmaker spent thirty years drawing the perfect map.

Every road.

Every village.

Every bridge.

Every river.

Travelers praised his masterpiece.

Months later they returned.

"We got lost."

Confused, the old man walked the roads himself.

A bridge had collapsed.

A new village had appeared.

The forest path had become the main road.

His map wasn't wrong.

Reality had simply moved.

Before retiring, he wrote one sentence beneath the map.

"The map is finished. The journey never is."

Inside the Product Room

Many teams treat discovery as something that happens before development.

The best teams know discovery never ends.

Markets evolve.

Competitors change.

Customers adapt.

The moment you believe you fully understand your users is often the moment you begin falling behind.

The best Product Managers don't fall in love with their assumptions. They keep walking the road.

The Gardener Who Loved Every Branch- Stories From The Product Room #4

2026-08-08T15:59:00.000+05:30

An old gardener loved every branch of his tree.

Each one reminded him of a different season.

His apprentices suggested pruning.

He refused.

"Every branch once gave beautiful fruit."

Years passed.

The tree became magnificent.

Wide.

Dense.

Impressive.

Yet the fruit grew smaller each year.

Sunlight no longer reached the center.

The healthiest branches slowly weakened beneath the weight of those that no longer produced.

The gardener finally understood.

Growth had never been the problem.

Attachment was.

Inside the Product Room

Teams celebrate launches.

Few celebrate removals.

Yet deleting a feature often creates more customer value than adding another.

Products don't become great only by growing.

They become great by remaining intentional.

Products don't become exceptional by adding endlessly. They become exceptional by knowing what no longer belongs.

The Bridge That Never Opened- Stories From The Product Room #3

2026-08-05T15:54:00.000+05:30

A river divided two great cities.

Everyone agreed a bridge was needed.

The engineer wanted stone.

The treasurer wanted wood.

The merchants wanted speed.

The soldiers wanted strength.

The artists wanted beauty.

The priests wanted it aligned with the rising sun.

Nobody was selfish.

Everybody was right.

Meetings continued.

Designs changed.

Budgets grew.

Twenty years later...

Travelers still crossed by boat.

One child asked,

"Why don't we have a bridge?"

An old ferryman smiled.

"Because everyone helped design it."

Inside the Product Room

Products rarely fail because people disagree.

Healthy disagreement creates better decisions.

Products fail when nobody owns the final decision.

Alignment doesn't mean everyone gets what they want.

It means everyone understands why one path was chosen.

Leadership is not about making everyone happy. It is about making one clear decision that everyone can move behind.

The Merchant Who Tried to Please Everyone - Stories From The Product Room #2

2026-08-01T15:50:00.000+05:30

There is a particular kind of failure that looks like success the entire time it is happening.

Nobody argues with it. The numbers go up. Customers say thank you. Every individual decision holds up under review. And then one day you look at what you've built and can't say what it is anymore.

This is a story about that.

The Merchant Who Tried to Please Everyone

A merchant owned the busiest spice shop in the city.

You could smell it from the end of the street. People came from three districts away because they knew — if it was a spice, he had it, and he knew where it was.

One customer asked for exotic herbs.

He added them.

Another wanted imported tea.

He stocked it.

Another requested pottery.

He made room.

Then fabrics.

Then books.

Then tools.

Every request came from a real customer.

Every addition increased sales.

Years later —

People entered his shop.

Walked around.

Left empty-handed.

His oldest customer smiled sadly.

"I used to know exactly where to find what I needed."

The merchant looked around at his shelves.

He had said yes to everyone.

His shop had become everything.

Which meant it no longer stood for anything.

Inside the Product Room

Customers are experts in their problems. That expertise is real and you should take it seriously.

But they are not responsible for protecting your product's identity. That was never their job. It's yours.

Every request is valuable information.

Not every request belongs on your roadmap.

Those two sentences look like they contradict each other. They don't. A request tells you something true about a customer's world — what they're struggling with, where they're improvising, what they expected and didn't find. All of that is worth knowing. None of it obliges you to build the specific thing they described.

The trap is that the alternative to listening looks like arrogance, so teams over-correct into obedience. They build the herbs, the tea, the pottery, the fabrics. Each one defensible. Each one requested. And the shop slowly stops smelling like anything.

Here's the part I've had to learn the hard way: the hardest thing in product management isn't saying no.

Saying no is uncomfortable, but it's a skill you can practice, and most people get reasonably good at it.

The hard part is saying yes only to the requests that reinforce what your product is trying to become — and being able to explain, out loud, in a room full of people who disagree, what that is.

Because if you can't finish the sentence "we are the product that ___", you have no filter. And without a filter, every reasonable request wins.

The role of a product leader is not to fulfil every request.

It's to preserve the purpose of the product.

A question to sit with:

If a customer walked into your product tomorrow, would they know within thirty seconds what it's for?

Or would they walk around, and leave empty-handed?

Every product has a story. Every story has a lesson.

Previously in this series: #1 — The King Who Built Too Many Doors

See you in the next Product Room.

The King Who Built Too Many Doors - Stories From The Product Room #1

2026-07-29T15:48:00.000+05:30

A prosperous kingdom had one great gate.

It welcomed merchants.

Protected the people.

Controlled who entered and who left.

As the kingdom grew, requests began to arrive.

The merchants wanted another gate on the east side.
"It will reduce travel."

The farmers asked for one near the fields.
"It will save us hours every day."

The soldiers wanted a military entrance.
"For emergencies."

The nobles requested a private gate.
"For security."

The temple wanted pilgrims to enter separately.
"It preserves sanctity."

Every request was reasonable.

The king approved them all.

Years later, the kingdom had twelve gates.

Trade improved.

Travel became easier.

Everyone praised the king's wisdom.

Until one winter night.

The guards couldn't protect every entrance.

Supplies had to be divided.

Messengers took longer to coordinate.

No one knew who had entered through which gate.

One rainy evening, thieves walked in through a forgotten door.

Not because the palace lacked security.

But because it had too many ways in.

The kingdom wasn't defeated because it lacked walls.

It became impossible to protect because every new gate demanded attention forever.

The old architect quietly said,

"Majesty, gates are never built for today. They are guarded for generations."

Inside the Product Room

Every feature begins as a solution.

Very few people think about the permanent responsibility it creates.

Building is temporary.

Owning is permanent.

Great Product Managers don't ask,

"Can we build it?"

They ask,

"Can we afford to carry it for the next five years?"

The greatest products are not remembered for everything they added, but for everything they had the courage not to.

Introducing: Stories From The Product Room

2026-07-26T11:32:06.282+05:30

The more products I helped build, the more I realized something interesting.

The hardest product problems are rarely about technology.

They're about people.

Convincing a team to say no to a feature.

Choosing between what customers ask for and what they actually need.

Knowing when to ship.

Knowing when to wait.

Balancing business goals with user experience.

These problems aren't unique to Product Management. They've existed for centuries—only the names have changed.

A king deciding how many gates his kingdom should have...

A merchant trying to understand his customers...

A carpenter choosing between speed and quality...

A fisherman celebrating the wrong numbers...

They all faced the same decisions we face in product teams today.

That's what inspired me to start a new writing series called Stories From The Product Room.

Instead of talking about roadmaps, agile frameworks, KPIs, or AI prompts, I'll tell short fictional stories. Every story will end with a lesson that mirrors a real product management challenge.

Some will make you smile.

Some might make you uncomfortable.

Hopefully, all of them will make you think.

If you're a Product Manager, Designer, Engineer, Founder—or simply someone who enjoys looking at familiar problems from a different perspective—I hope you'll enjoy this journey.

The first story is coming soon.

See you in Stories From The Product Room

The Graveyard of Great Ideas

2026-07-19T13:58:00.000+05:30

Once upon a time, a young entrepreneur heard whispers about a place hidden far beyond the mountains.

People called it The Graveyard of Great Ideas.

Curious, he set out on a long journey.

After days of walking, he finally reached a massive iron gate.

An old caretaker stood outside.

"Are you here to bury an idea?" the caretaker asked.

"No," replied the young man. "I'm here to learn why great ideas die."

The old man smiled and opened the gate.

The young entrepreneur expected to see broken inventions and abandoned machines.

Instead, he found thousands of tombstones stretching as far as the eye could see.

Each carried a name.

"Flying Taxi."

"Smart Refrigerator."

"Online Grocery."

"Electric Car."

"Video Calling."

"Digital Wallet."

Confused, he turned to the caretaker.

"But these are successful businesses."

The old man nodded.

"Yes."

"They are now."

They walked further.

Another row of tombstones appeared.

"A revolutionary search engine."

"A social network."

"A streaming platform."

"An AI assistant."

The young man laughed.

"Surely these don't belong here."

The caretaker bent down and brushed the dust off one of the stones.

"These were the first versions."

"They arrived too early."

As they continued, the entrepreneur noticed something strange.

Not a single tombstone said,

"Bad Idea."

Instead, they read:

"Nobody wanted it yet."

"Built for the wrong customer."

"Priced beyond reach."

"Impossible to scale."

"Poor execution."

"Solved the wrong problem."

Hours later, they reached the oldest grave in the cemetery.

Unlike the others, it had no name.

Only a single sentence was carved into the stone.

We thought the idea was enough.

The young entrepreneur stood in silence.

The caretaker finally spoke.

"People love saying they have a million-dollar idea."

"They rarely ask whether they have a million-dollar execution."

He looked across the endless cemetery.

"Every grave here once belonged to someone who believed their idea alone would change the world."

"They were wrong."

As the entrepreneur walked away, he realized something.

The world doesn't reward ideas.

It rewards ideas that arrive at the right time...

for the right people...

solving the right problem...

executed by the right team.

Ideas are born every day.

Very few survive long enough to become products.

Ideas don't win. Execution survives.

The Last House on the Internet

2026-07-18T13:00:44.310+05:30

Once upon a time, there was a beautiful town where every family built its own house.

No two houses were alike.

One house was filled with books from floor to ceiling. Another displayed paintings from an artist who had spent years perfecting his craft. One family collected rare stamps from around the world. Another filled their walls with photographs from places they had visited.

People loved walking through the town.

Every evening, they visited a different house.

Sometimes they learned something new.

Sometimes they disagreed.

Sometimes they simply sat together over a cup of tea.

Every visit made them a little wiser.

One day, a wealthy businessman arrived.

He looked around the town and smiled.

"I have a better idea," he announced.

"Instead of everyone maintaining their own house, why not come to one gigantic mall? Everything you need will be under one roof."

The people loved the idea.

No more walking.

No more searching.

Everything would be in one place.

Within months, the town was empty.

Everyone moved into the mall.

At first, it was wonderful.

The mall knew exactly what everyone liked.

If you enjoyed paintings, it showed you more paintings.

If you liked music, it played your favorite songs.

If you loved food, it guided you to the busiest restaurants.

Life had never been easier.

People stopped visiting different rooms.

Why would they?

The mall always showed them what they already enjoyed.

Then something strange happened.

The businessman quietly hired thousands of entertainers.

Some made people laugh.

Some started arguments.

Some danced.

Some shouted.

Some spread rumors.

Whenever people tried to leave, another entertainer appeared.

And every year, the acts grew shorter.

A story became a scene.

A scene became a clip.

Until no act in the mall lasted longer than a minute.

Then the businessman built something stranger still.

Beautiful puppets that could talk.

They performed opinions all day long — polished, confident, endless.

Opinions no one had actually lived.

The crowd could no longer tell the puppets from the people.

Hours turned into days.

Days turned into years.

The businessman was delighted.

The longer people stayed inside, the richer he became.

One afternoon, a young boy asked his father,

"Have you ever seen the town outside?"

The father paused.

"I used to live there," he replied.

"What was it like?"

The father smiled.

"It was quieter."

"We discovered things by accident."

"We met people who thought differently."

"We built things instead of simply watching them."

The boy looked around the crowded mall.

Everyone seemed busy.

Yet nobody appeared fulfilled.

People laughed for a few seconds.

Then immediately searched for the next distraction.

They were surrounded by thousands of people.

Yet everyone seemed strangely alone.

Curious, the boy walked outside the mall for the first time.

The streets were silent.

Most houses had crumbled.

Doors were locked.

Gardens were overgrown.

But at the very end of the road stood a tiny house with its lights still on.

An old man sat inside, writing.

The boy asked,

"Why didn't you move into the mall like everyone else?"

The old man smiled.

"I visit the mall sometimes," he replied.

"It's a wonderful place to meet people."

"But I never wanted to live there."

The boy noticed shelves filled with journals, photographs, paintings, letters and memories.

Nothing inside was chosen by the businessman.

Nothing inside was designed to keep anyone addicted.

Everything inside had been created slowly, patiently, over many years.

As the boy prepared to leave, the old man handed him a small key.

"What is this for?" he asked.

The old man looked at him for a long moment.

"It's the key to your own house."

"Build it before you forget who you are."

Today, that mall has many names.

Facebook.

Instagram.

TikTok.

LinkedIn.

YouTube.

Every one of them is brilliant.

Every one of them connects us.

And every one of them is designed to keep us inside just a little longer.

Slowly, without realizing it, we stop building our own houses.

We stop writing long thoughts.

We stop creating things that last.

We become visitors in someone else's world instead of owners of our own.

Perhaps that's why I still keep this website.

Not because it has the most visitors.

Not because it earns the most money.

But because every article here belongs to me.

It won't disappear because an algorithm changed.

It won't be buried because it didn't receive enough likes.

It simply exists.

Waiting patiently for the next visitor.

Because owning your own website is the digital equivalent of owning land.

Seek Help. Speak Up. You Are Not Alone.

2026-01-11T03:01:00.000+05:30

Recently, my family lost someone we deeply loved to suicide. There was no warning. No explanation. No goodbye. Just an unbearable silence — and a thousand questions that will never have clear answers.

What hurts even more is this: I understand that darkness. I have been in that place where life feels heavy, where the pain feels endless, and where silence seems easier than speaking.

That’s why I am writing this today.

We need to stop suffering quietly. We need to stop pretending everything is fine when it’s not. To my family, friends, and everyone who knows me — please don’t walk this road alone.

It’s time we normalize talking about our struggles without fear of judgment. Pain doesn’t mean weakness. Asking for help doesn’t mean failure.

If you’re struggling, I want you to know this: you can talk to me. I will listen without judging. I will keep your words private. I won’t minimize your pain or offer empty advice. I’ll sit with you and help you figure out the next step — together.

Suicidal thoughts are not a flaw in who you are. They are a sign that something inside you needs care and attention. And like any illness, they can be treated — with the right support, at the right time.

Please don’t leave the people who love you wondering why you’re gone. Don’t carry this alone until it breaks you. Let’s talk. Let’s find a way forward.

You already have my number, my email, and my social media.

Reach out.

Ask for help.

STAY.

BTW I mean EVERY WORD above from the bottom of my heart and it's not a clickbait or some random midnight thoughts . I write this with tear filled eyes😢

From India to Bharat: A Tale of Self-Discovery and Resilience

2023-09-08T11:02:00.003+05:30

Once upon a time in a bustling city, there was a young boy named Bhagat. He was born into immense wealth, the cherished child of doting parents who adored him. But fate can be cruel, and Bhagat's life took a tragic turn one fateful evening when his parents were tragically killed in a devastating accident.

Left an orphan, Bhagat's world crumbled around him. The so-called relatives and friends of the family, drawn by the allure of his vast inheritance, descended upon him like vultures, siphoning off his wealth until he had nothing left. The life he once knew vanished, and he found himself alone on the unforgiving streets of the city.

Amidst the chaos of the city, a neighborhood shopkeeper, saw an opportunity to exploit Bhagat's innocence. He offered the young boy food and shelter in exchange for running errands at his shop and home. However, instead of calling him by his name, shopkeeper referred to him as "idiot."

Bhagat, having never truly understood the meaning of the word, grew accustomed to being called "idiot." To him, it didn't matter as long as he had someone to look after him in his parents' absence. Years passed by, and Bhagat's identity became intertwined with the derogatory term.

One day, as fate would have it, a saintly figure roamed into their small corner of the city. He observed the young boy with charm in his eyes and asked gently, "Hey boy, what's your name?" Bhagat, with an air of resignation, replied, "Idiot."

The saint was astonished by this response and probed further, "But what is your real name?" Bhagat hesitated, for he could hardly recall his true name. After a moment's pause, he whispered, "Bhagat."

The saint sat down beside him and listened to the heart-wrenching tale of Bhagat's life. He understood the boy's plight, and a deep sense of compassion washed over him.

The saint began visiting the shop under the pretext of purchasing goods, but his true mission was to impart valuable life lessons to Bhagat. He always addressed the young boy as "Bhagat," gradually replacing the derogatory term with one that held dignity and self-respect.

Days turned into weeks, and the bond between the saint and Bhagat grew stronger with each passing moment. However, the shopkeeper soon realized that he might lose the free services provided by Bhagat if their relationship continued to flourish. He sternly ordered Bhagat to cease all contact with the saint.

Bhagat found himself at a crossroads. He couldn't ignore the valuable lessons and newfound self-respect the saint had instilled in him. In secret, he continued to meet with the saint, revealing his master's ultimatum.

The saint, realizing it was time for Bhagat to break free from his exploitative situation, looked deep into the young boy's eyes and said, "Kid, you are Bhagat, not an idiot. If someone calls you an idiot, you may or may not respond to them because you identify only as Bhagat."

With these words, the saint bolstered Bhagat's self-esteem, allowing him to see through the veil of exploitation. Bhagat made a courageous decision. He informed the master that he aspired to receive an education and set off for a nearby school.

Years flew by, and Bhagat transformed into an educated, resilient, and successful entrepreneur. He climbed the ranks of society and eventually became the fifth richest person in the country.

Bhagat's story is a testament to the power of self-respect, resilience, and the guidance of a wise mentor.

Just as Bhagat reclaimed his identity, his beloved homeland, once known as Bharat, also shed the chains of colonization and emerged as an independent nation. The master symbolized the opportunistic post-independence political figures who exploited the innocence of the newly formed nation's citizens. The saint, who had resurrected Bhagat's self-respect, symbolized the leadership that led the nation to its glory - a leader named Modi, who played a pivotal role in India's resurgence, just as the saint had done for Bhagat. In the end, Bhagat's transformation mirrored the transformation of a nation, from Bharat to India, rising above adversity to reclaim its rightful place in the world.

Exploring the World of Cinema Beyond Borders: A Personal Journey

2023-05-19T20:24:00.000+05:30

In 2007, my cinematic journey took an exhilarating turn when I was introduced to my first world cinema experience through a Mexican psychological drama titled "Amores Perros." This captivating film, comprising three overlapping stories that eventually converged into one, instantly mesmerized me with its gritty visuals and remarkable music. Despite not being a fervent fan of the drama genre, "Amores Perros" paved the way for my exploration of an extensive list of captivating films from around the globe. With subtitles bridging language barriers, I embarked on a cinematic adventure that exposed me to diverse cultures and cinematic brilliance.

It became so addicted that by 2009, I have watched all IMDB top 250 more than once.

In those days, when streaming platforms were not as prevalent, torrenting served as the primary means of accessing international films. However, this approach came with its challenges, including receiving a warning from our Internet Service Provider (ISP) due to potential legal issues. Consequently, a brief pause ensued as we sought alternative methods to continue our cinematic endeavors.

In 2010, a roommate of mine, who shared a similar passion for movies, introduced me to the captivating world of Korean thrillers. Films like "Mother," "Oldboy," and "The Vengeance Trilogy" enthralled me, with a personal favorite being "I Saw the Devil." Coinciding with this period, Netflix transitioned from a DVD-based service to a streaming platform, revolutionizing our movie-watching experience and making it more convenient.

Reflecting upon my journey, it becomes evident that I have watched more films from world cinema than from my own Indian cinema. In 2023, I have made a resolution to delve into Indian classics from the black-and-white era, such as works by Satyajit Ray and Guru Dutt. By expanding my horizons and embracing the richness of various cinematic traditions, I aim to further enhance my appreciation for the art of filmmaking.

Top 10 Flicks from World Cinema: Throughout my exploration of world cinema, several films have left an indelible mark on my cinematic consciousness. Here is a curated list of my top 10 flicks, along with their respective English titles:

Rashomon (Japanese): A masterpiece by Akira Kurosawa, renowned for its innovative narrative structure, exploring the subjectivity of truth which later became a storytelling style itself.

Incendies (French): A powerful and emotionally gripping film by Denis Villeneuve, delving into family secrets and the impact of war. The climax that can shock your inner human.

The Hunt (Danish): A thought-provoking drama directed by Thomas Vinterberg, depicting a community torn apart by false accusations.

Timecrimes (Spanish): A mind-bending science fiction thriller by Nacho Vigalondo, exploring the consequences of time travel.

District 13 (French): An adrenaline-fueled action film directed by Pierre Morel, showcasing parkour stunts within a dystopian setting.

I Saw the Devil (Korean): A riveting and intense Korean thriller directed by Kim Jee-woon, exploring the boundaries of vengeance and morality.

Mesrine (French): A gripping biographical crime film, presented in two parts, portraying the life of infamous French gangster Jacques Mesrine.

Seven Samurai (Japanese): Another remarkable creation by Akira Kurosawa, this epic tale follows a group of samurai defending a village against bandits.

City of God( Brazilian): Crime drama, which tells the tale of boys who grow up to be gangsters in one of the ghettos of Rio de Janeiro

A Separation( Iranian): A man finds himself torn between his duty to care for his elderly father and his responsibilities towards his own child in a compelling family drama which won an Oscar for
Asghar Farhadi

Special mention to the 2 Italian movies which didn't make it to the Top 10- Life is Beautiful and Cinema Paradiso.

By the way, I'll be less active on this blog anymore due to work taking priority. Good Bye, until next time,

What's in a Name?

2022-04-10T01:32:00.002+05:30

What's in a name? Said Shakespeare.

Never had i thought, if I would ever experience this in my life.

After my sudden inclination towards geo-politics especially from the Indian Perspective, I was looking to find some good unbiased experts on this Topic and I stumbled up on couple of great individuals with enormous amount of experience and knowledge on Geo Politics that i had to look no further. I started Following these two across all Social Platforms to only to realize that Not only is their Names the same- Abhijit , Both experts on Geopolitics and Both are Very Nationalist in their Beliefs, Both had a QnA session on Youtube with the Exact same Hashtag #AskAbhijit with only difference I have noticed so far in my couple of years following their content

Abhijit Chavda - More of an Scholarly, Your High school Professor kind of More preachy but factual( Not what the Paid media Shows) than rubbing his own opinions on the World dynamics from Indian Perspective. Chavda has his Youtube Channel Abhijit Chavda and does weekend #AskAbhijit QnA sessions along with other content on Geopolitics. Chavda Apart from geo-politics also is an expert in History, Astro Physics, ( I will save this for later) Twitter:Profile / Twitter

Abhijit Iyer Mitra(AIM)- Witty, Satirical (his Twitter Bio says it all) No Bullshit geopolitical/ defence Analyst with his Opinions always going to ruffle few feathers. If you are active on Twitter , you must have already seen him mocking / hitting out few Anti Nationals. You also can find him on PGurus Channel on Youtube on Mondays #AskAbhijit QnA session and also on TheShamSharmaShow- Global where he shares his geopolitical opinions on Current world topics and also active Participant on Late night political analysis debates! It takes a lot of nerve to beat AIM in a debate especially on Geo-Politics.

Twitter: Profile / Twitter

Is it Just a Coincidence that both these Abhijit's with varied personalities but with the expertise on Similar Subject( geo-Politics) are providing enough content to newbies like me? Drafting this while watching the Abhijit Chavda show with his un-biased opinion on Ukraine -Russia conflict, Srilanka Economic Turmoil, Rouble Rebound and wondering how was I not introduced to these amazing people early in my life which would have made my thought process a lot different! I dedicate any of my Geo-poltical knowledge to these two Abhijit's!

O Brother, Where Art Thou?

2022-04-05T21:53:00.001+05:30

30 days since I left the place I call home for a new Job I took up(New Place, you get new Posts frequently hopefully ) and constantly in touch with all loved ones, suddenly I receive an E-mail from my school buddy of Class XII saying " hey Brother, am in Hyderabad. lets catch up!" . Surprised to hear back from someone after 20 years, all i could reply was " Next time buddy, Out of country for a while re-discovering myself". I was still wondering in my head- "Does someone still take extra steps to get in touch with Old friends the old school way by dropping by your house/ sending you a mail?" only to realise he couldnt connect with me over Social media as my old FB and Insta accounts getting hacked few months ago, I had to Re-Christen all my social media handles from carreddy to anveshnext ,Luckily, he found my email via this blog on google search. Only thing I understood from someone trying to connect back after all these years was probably a quote I saved for my book -"The biggest contribution I ever did as a mere human being was to provide people with great memories and undiscovered quotes"

Unfortunately, I never got time to update on this blog with my biggest /dearest network. I am leaving all the social media handles below. Lets connect back! For Now, I can't promise more Art work but definitely more blog posts than before! Ciao!!

Is Blogger still relevant? Blogger Vs Wordpress

2021-07-14T12:08:00.003+05:30

Last week while I was working on revamping the look of this blog, A question hit me - Is Blogger still relevant while I develop most of the blogs/websites for my clients on Wordpress.

I tried to remember the days (2007) when I initially started this blog. I had 2 options Blogger/ Wordpress.

Blogger was self hosting while Wordpress needed to purchase hosting,
Blogger had lot of tutorials though lacking Plugin support. Wordpress had plugins( though limited at that time) but support in terms of documentation was very limited.
The Ecosystem- With everything I do online fully revolved around Google, and Blogger being the product from google and its integration across other google apps including Maps, Google Video/Picasa(Does anyone still remember?), Youtube, Adsense, webmaster, I couldn't think of anything other than blogger for my first blog.

But, Do I have to still be on blogger or migrate to Wordpress like the rest of the world?

I believe " whats working for you doesn't needs to be fixed" rather than going with the Fad.

Though Wordpress evolved exponentially since 2007. Blogger seems to be working fine for me so far.

So the journey still continues... BTW, Hope you like the new look of the blog( Let me know in comments below).Though the theme has been developed by Soratemplates, I had to tweak a lot according to my liking and requirements.

Live the present or Dream the future?

2017-11-21T02:02:00.001+05:30

Every human being, poor or rich, there is so much to live for: Happiness of your loved ones, the smile of your child.
But,In our rush for future success, we forget to live our life in the present, and the purpose of our run too. Though there is so much suffering in the world, There are too many Comforts that we had which we always took for granted. We dream for a better future rather than enjoying what we have at present.

We can't change the past as it's done and dusted. Future is uncertain. Just live the present as happily as you can and bring as many smiles in others as well
I remember a message once my cousin shared that's very much relevant

Don't spoil what you have, by desiring what you don't have.Because what you have now, is one of the many things you once prayed for.

Revisiting Interstellar

2017-11-16T21:09:00.001+05:30

Last night, was watching Interstellar for the nth time.. and was still spellbound not just by the scientific accuracy and detail involved.. but also the emotional quotient and an inherent beautiful message

Love transcends all rationalities, dimensions of time and space

Every new clip where Cooper’s son says he got a girlfriend, he got engaged and when he shows his child, I sobbed along with Cooper. there isn't a greater purpose to our lives than being there around those who love us.We wouldn't want to spend the prime of our life working hard and missing out on spending time with those we love.

This moved me as a father, and a human being!!

Nolan creates a man who is so much driven by the love to his daughter that he leaves the one home he knows and travels millions of light years just to secure a better future for his family.

Nolan created an everlasting experience. Thank you Nolan!!

Detachment

2015-07-29T00:27:00.001+05:30

Attachment is an Illusion, Detachment shows you the reality.

The memories that start marching in a procession before your eyes, taking your attention away, disturbing your focus are the worst enemies. Mind plays weird games when you get attached, be it with people or with things. Detachment is often misunderstood for being Uninterested, whereas it actually means being Non-Possessive. You have to let go of what could have been, how you should have acted and what you wish you would have said differently. You have to accept that you can’t change the past experiences, opinions of others at that moment in time or outcomes from their choices or yours. We should learn to detach ourselves from us, thereby achieving freedom, the inner freedom. The inner freedom lets you expect nothing from you nor from others thereby providing Tranquility. Detach yourself and enjoy the Reality.

Fire of Hatred!

2015-07-16T03:08:00.001+05:30

This is how I feel about this Artificial World, Artificial Affections and Artificial Relations!!

I can feel the pain, I can feel it yet again.

I know the world is not fair, so don’t pretend that you care!

My heart is at war with my head, interpreting all the lies you said.

Trust is a word, which never existed in you!

I know that money talks, but I believe that lie screams!

In this never ending darkness, I want to scream at the world and reveal the real you.

It would take a second for me to end this, but I want to see you burn in the fire of hatred that’s started by you.

Insanity!!

2015-05-27T02:03:00.001+05:30

Hey Peeps! Back again within a week's time with a quest to connect more often.

Within my mind, something stirs deep within
Sinking to the bottom of the ocean as the light disappears from my vision
One side of me is all you have seen
Visit my other side to know what I mean
My mind has been forever in this state
I want to wake up and feel great to restart my life as a clean slate
Hold me from defying the gravity
You, My anchor to sanity.

Nightmares or Day Dreams?

2015-05-22T05:06:00.002+05:30

Two years and 7 months is all it took to come back to blogging. Hope there are few readers left for the blog. Here it goes..

Have you ever felt your whole body could just crumble and fall apart? The smallest crack in your world can make it all seem pointless. Broken dreams, keep on dying every night, always on the same nightmares. Too many times, broken apart, lost in despair, hope fading like dead stars. To hide the pain, betrayed by your eyes, you can’t even fake a smile. If this is nothing but a dream then please continue!

New Shirt ! (Monday Morning Humor)

2012-10-09T23:08:00.000+05:30

It’s just one of those pranks we successfully pulled off on a colleague. On a boring Monday Morning at work, a bit of laughter always helps!

Like and share it on FB, Twitter and G+

Gangnam GAYLE !

2012-10-07T22:48:00.001+05:30

With Gangnam Style getting famous day by day and Chris Gayle trying to recreate Gangnam every time he hits a six / takes a wicket, I decided to make a gag on his style.

The actual lines I thought of are “With this Banging, I pity the three ladies found in his hotel the other day”

Not to make it NSFW, I have decided to change the lines to “Thank God! India didn’t make it to the Finals”

Hope you guys like it and share it.

Gag Time!

2012-10-06T20:06:00.000+05:30

Tired of saying sorry several times for not posting regularly on the Blog and making false promises to post more often, but things are a lot busy and am still trying to keep up with those promises.

After being in the IT industry for a while, and seeing a lot of horrible as well as Humorous situations, thought of bringing certain Lighthearted Moments to u guys.. so here is my first trial at making a Gag! And the name of the series - "Kaam Chor Haraam Khor"

Hope you guys like it and share with all your Friends! Adios!!

Search for the elusive Startup

2012-08-17T01:05:00.001+05:30

“Vision without action is a daydream. Action without vision is a nightmare.”

Several times in my life I was almost a step away from starting a Startup. Applauded as great and novel ideas by the few whomever I have shared them with. Mostly due to time constraints and lack of capital (Bootstrapping didn’t help much), none of those ideas really kicked off.
Whenever i come up with an innovative idea and explain it to someone whom i am comfortable to discuss with (Friends, Family and Relatives), all i hear them say - "Dude! You are too young to take such Risks!!"
My answer to them : The first rule for an entrepreneur - “Accept the risk of failure" - You shouldn't fear failure, but embrace the process that comes along with it and I am ready to take it.
While the likes of Mark Zuckerberg who are of my age have started almost 8 years earlier than me, why not me?
I wish I could find some funding from Angel Investors/ Crowd Funding and hope there are few startup’s in my future, at least few years down the lane……….I want to be a Doer, not a Dreamer!