Saturday, October 05, 2013

A pipe dream

All humanity is equal. It is this strong belief that has led to me to think time and again about the less fortunate. In an era, when helping the less fortunate seems to a fashion statement, the work done by some people across the nation that I've been reading about is nothing short of inspiring.

I travel 35 kms everyday to the outskirts of Pune, to an area where rural India collides head on with industry that employees well educated people from all over India. But the gap between these pockets of shiny vast campuses & rural infrastructure keeps widening as we move further away from the city.

 I've been fortunate to interact on a daily basis with such people, and the gap is quite evident. Basic necessities they tell me are still hard to come by. Running clean water, electricity, dependable public transportation, healthcare etc are most of the issues that their families deal with constantly.Cityslickers, such as most of you reading this would have faced this, perhaps two-three times a year, that too not all together.

The Government clearly tries and fails on a daily basis, due a multitude of reasons which I don't even want to get into. (too many people doing too much Government bashing, with far more depth & data, so I won't get into that). But can this be the fortune at the bottom of the pyramid that the new age entrepreneur is slowly starting to focus on ?

Transportation opportunities are capitalized today by seven seater autos that seat upto ten, a highly disorganized space. Fast, omnipresent & cheap they are becoming more & more the parallel bus service of rural India. I'm hoping to see the day, when this becomes the hunting ground of the numerous taxi startups that are mainly focused on trips in the urban jungles today.

Forgive my ignorance or lack of data, but this space seems completely open for big guys and startup to jump in. With the likes of Aravind Eye Hospital and other examples that can be easily replicated, this spot is up for grabs.

Clean Water & Electricity, which is personally my area of interest and possible future activity is full with stories of everyone from Matt Damon to the local engineering institutions jumping in for a piece of the action. Biogas plants, Solar offgrid, Small Wind & Hydro, standalone products. The technological spectrum is varied and so are the business models, which means that its a case of  "the more the merrier" for these areas.

Also I'm keenly watching Education and Rural BPOs stories to see what sort of opportunities they are going to bring about in the future. I am strongly of the opinion that for the upliftment of this oft-neglected market and for sustainable livelihoods in these areas, impact investing & low cost innovations are the answer.

But the will to explore and execute is going to be the biggest challenge (even for me).

Saturday, April 27, 2013

I'm still here

Its been 13 months to the day that I wrote here last. Its been on my mind, but somehow I just didn't make it here. So much has happened since that last Park Guell post. Wow ! If one could measure life from one blogpost to another.

But anyway I'm happy to be back. I'm now married. I shifted a job profile at work. I now make haircare products for a living as opposed to saving the world. I live in a huge house and pay a bomb as rent as opposed to that just enough sized room I had rented as bachelor. I have lesser hair on my head too.

In these few months another Paris trip happened, multiple Bangalore trips happened. Visited Palakkad for the first time to get married. Goa & Madras happened after the wedding. The wife also happens to be quite the wanderlust, so thats good.

It took an early morning bus ride across old Pune from the station to Aundh to get me to write. The absolute charm of roads without traffic and the shafts of sifting sunlight between trees made me wish I was born a decade ago, when all my cities had more tree lined roads. I find it quite mysterious how I can enjoy the company of people one moment and turn into a reclusive fellow the next. Today morning was like that. It was just me, the conductor and driver on the bus for almost half an hour.

What was the point of this post ? Nothing I guess. Just to say Hello, I'm back. A blog dying is almost like some small part of the person becoming invalid. So this is my desparate attempt to revive my blog that has been a good friend for the last 8 years of my life.