Tag: Postscript blog
Why good managers disappear like good wi-fi in government buildings
<!--Uday Deb--> A good manager makes himself irrelevant. No, this is not a resignation letter. It’s a management philosophy. Also, a spiritual awakening. And possibly ... Read More
The boredom we grew up with — and why it mattered
<!--Uday Deb--> The other day, my 17-year-old niece looked my wife dead in the eye and said, “You grew up bored.” It wasn’t an insult. ... Read More
Every word has a consequence. Every silence too.
<!--Uday Deb--> Some mornings, I wake up and feel like I’ve wandered into a Beckett play with bad lighting. The coffee’s still bitter, the headlines ... Read More
When giants fall from the sky: Ahmedabad’s Boeing 787 crash
<!--Uday Deb--> At 6:47 am on a clear June morning, the kind Ahmedabad usually reserves for school assemblies and political flyers, a Boeing 787 Dreamliner ... Read More
The border isn’t where you think it is
<!--Uday Deb--> After watching Milton Friedman in sepia tone and wondering if nuance had an expiry date. Watch: Milton Friedman noted that before 1914, immigration ... Read More
The tyranny of the half-knowing
<!--Uday Deb--> There’s a certain species of startup savant who walks into a room, eyes blazing with conviction, and says, “I’ve thought of this, so it ... Read More
Like, share, collapse: The curious case of manufactured modern consent
We agreed to everything. Even the crash. Especially the crash. That’s the magic of consent in the age of capital: you won’t even notice when ... Read More
Watching Aranyer Din Ratri in 480p while the world applauds in 4K
<!--Uday Deb--> A slightly squinting, wholly mesmerised viewer of great cinema, regardless of resolution. It happened the way it always does. A news alert buzzes ... Read More
Poetry on trial: When ‘Hum Dekhenge’ meets Section 152
<!--Uday Deb--> There’s an old newsroom rule: if satire starts feeling like reportage, double-check the dateline. Today’s dateline reads Nagpur, May 20 ’25 — and ... Read More