Maa Inti Bangaram (2026) Movie Review

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I watched in Tamil, Telugu version wasn’t available here in my town. She could have picked a better dubbing artist for her. It was kind of odd to watch.

This movie is a good entertainer and there is lot of colors in it. Sam took movie single handedly. Of course other supporting roles did play really well. The friend was real phenomenal. The family bonding yet a action sequence was well placed.

Maybe, the background score and music could’ve been better. Even for Hero centric movies, the background scores, music, themes elevate the scenes to an greater extent. I am not sure whether it was purposely subtler it down to bring out more of family vibe than a action one. Action one in Saree!!

Tho, the film tried to bring out a message of accepting daughter in law as either Mahalakshmi or Kali. The difficulties of being a good daughter in law were more as compared to the stress accepting the other.

Overall, it’s good watch for the effort Sam has put in.

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The Real Metamorphosis

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Kafka could have written it as a man with a stroke or a chronic disease. No speech, or movement. Most probably with a feeding tube. Instead, he wrote a man who turns into an gigantic ugly insect. That feels like an odd choice, if he wanted to slap us with the truth.

The book metaphor helps us get close to hard things or even perceive the hard things in life. An insect is strange, scary and could be unreelable at times. The reader can feel disgust without facing what that disgust means about real people. Or maybe metaphor does the opposite. Who knows? But, it does gives us the distance. It lets us write about cruelty without admitting it. It does happens to real bodies, in real homes. I am not sure whether fiction tells the truth. Maybe it just helps us avoid it or sugar coats in a better way.

Either way, something exits in layers. Gregor stops earning money. His family’s love starts to change. Not all at once. First there is worry, then duty and then tiredness. Then his sister calls him it. No one chooses to stop loving him. It wasn’t their choice. But it just turns out their love needed his usefulness to keep going. Once that stopped, they also did.

I used to think that being useful was the most beautiful reason or even a purpose to live. My old blogs scream the same. Something solid to hold onto when nothing else made sense. But these days, with a personal event having happened, there is this particular kind of question that lingers.

Which kind of usefulness did I mean? Is there usefulness I create for myself (a sense of moving forward without any external validation), or is usefulness the price of being kept?

The kind Gregor’s family ran on. I thought I meant the first kind. Now I am not so sure. Maybe confused?

If usefulness is the real foundation and everything stands on it, what happens when it is gone or broken? Not as an idea. But as something a body can no longer do.

That is the real problem with calling usefulness a purpose or a duty. It works until it does not. There is nothing in the idea that tells you what is supposed to hold you up once it is taken away. Is there anything like that? I doubt.

Perhaps that is the most useful thing the insect ever did. Just making us question once you stop reading it as fiction.

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A Room of One’s Own

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Women couldn’t write before, because they had no money and space of their own. Not because the talent wasn’t there. But the conditions weren’t available to them. This was clearly pointed by Virginia Woolf in 1929 in her book. This is one of the most precise argument made in the book.

She tries and brings it out carefully across the literature and books published. For centuries, women were the protected gender. Mostly kept away from hard labor, war, physical danger. On the surface, it looks like care or even protection. But this comes with a price she says.

No access to libraries, no legal right to own property until few decades ago, no institutional recognition. The fragility that followed was biological or intentional? I don’t know. Maybe it was produced by the confinement, then used to justify continuing it.

Think like this. If someone is only ever given desk jobs, never allowed near physical work, and then someone points and says, See, she has no muscle. Right now, most of us don’t have unless we hit the gym or do strength training. That’s not an observation. That’s a setup or system is for generations. Woolf argues that womanhood was a protected occupation. The protection looked like shelter. It was a prison with a nicer name. She also brings out that it would be better to have money than voting power. Seems valid isn’t it? even now?

She builds this argument carefully, almost strategically. And then something I felt strange happens at the end. Maybe after effect of reading Nawal El Saadawi? I am not sure tho.

After documenting every obstacle, generations of women who died without writing a word. Woolf concludes that the greatest creative mind is androgynous. To write without gender. This was quite contradicting to me. Transcending the whole thing entirely. This raised an obvious question.

How do you transcend conditions that were never neutral to begin with? Possible? The androgynous ideal assumes a level of inner freedom (maybe, Zen mode) that only becomes possible after the material conditions (money, time and space for oneself) are already secured. Shakespeare could write without ego about his gender because no one was using his gender against him. Nor he was denied of things.

And then there’s Judith Shakespeare. Woolf’s imaginary sister example. Equally talented, born into the wrong body in the wrong century. Maybe, I need to read again to understand the reference point quoted. We don’t actually know what Shakespeare thought about women and his state of mind while writing. We just know he became the default measure of genius. She could have spoken more of Jane Austen, I believe.

So why that as ending?

Probably because 1929 had limits on how much anger/opinions were allowed to express. The androgyny conclusion was the part that made the rest of the book listenable to people who needed to hear it. Maybe, It was the compromise or maybe not.

Maybe we don’t know Woolf’s full inner state either. Maybe she didn’t pull the punch out of strategy. Maybe she genuinely arrived at gender neutrality not as a compromise, but as someone who had processed the anger so completely that she wrote from the other side of it.

Is the androgynous conclusion a ending she hit, or a place she actually reached genuinely. We can’t know and never know.

But that’s almost the point. She pushed through conditions that were designed to stop her before she started. And somehow, at the end of it, she’s still asking us to go further. To write better, to think freer, to not stop where she stopped.

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You do not fully exist to yourself!

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There are parts of you that have never been touched or remain unexplored. Not because you haven’t looked, but some mirrors exist inside other people.

Relationships are not just company. I mean, not specified to partners alone. They help you to dig deeper. Each one brings a version of you that solitude cannot reach. Certains part of us are dormant without the right connection. Waiting for someone who carries that particular key. Be it a rivalry, or a mentorship or even grief

Isn’t it kind of disturbing? Unreachable or unexplored qualities that are hidden for even oneself?

There is a second thing, somewhat buired inside the first. Every relationship runs on two channels. Ofcourse, how you receive, and how you give. Most people assume these are the same. They almost never are.

For eg, you might give through action like through showing up, through doing the thing without being asked. But what you might like to receive might be just words, and only words.

The language you speak and the language that lands are two different ends. Like the quiet rivalry between a reader and a writer. Most of us are running translations inside every relationship we have, often without knowing it. At somepoint of time, the bridge collapses. Certainly, the translation cost is real.

I don’t have a name for that. I am not sure it needs one.

What I do know right now is this. If the translation never made right, it doesn’t tap the unexplored parts. The version of you that person (not necessarily to be a human) could have called forward, never arrives. You do not fully exist to yourself. You are partly a function of who has shown up and what they unlocked.

But,

Who are you for real? What is still dormant in you, waiting for the right kind of connection to arrive?

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What does an empty mind see?

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I was staring at a blank page of this post for quite sometime. Thoughts were there, somewhere. Just needed time to find words. But then, does the mind really stay empty?

J Krishnamurti usally talks about an empty mind like it was the most natural thing. His mind mostly wandered from the curl of a leaf to the colour of dusk. The observer being observed. He spent time with trees and open skies.

What about the rest of us? We mostly stare at walls, screens and almost right angles everywhere.

There is this study that I came across in the media. The Coffer illusion. People from the US and UK almost always see rectangles. Rural Himba people from Namibia almost always see circles.

Half of them can’t see the rectangles even when told to look. Not because one group sees better. But because the environment trained the eye. Grow up around round huts and curved horizons, your brain learns curves. Grow up in a modernized and industrial world, most of us see straight lines, sharp edges, right angles. Our brain learns geometry. None is superior but the way brain is trained to see things.

The observer is not neutral here, I believe.

This is what I have been looping around in the tulips post. The brain builds the things based on the inputs received and sometimes it is beyond. What we call perception is just the brain pattern matching to everything it has already seen.

So when JK says empty the mind and observe the observer, which observer? Observe the trained observer?

I’ve been doing oil pastels lately. Mostly curves, sharp edges are not quite easy in pastels. I could see that I am reaching more of rounded edge pastels instead of a sharp ones.

Btw, does emptiness truly exist? Or does the mind just hallucinate a quieter version of what it already knows?

I don’t have an answer yet.

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Things nobody tells you before your first trek!

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Not a gear list. Not a training plan or check lists. Just things that actually matter once you’re out there.

Summit is optional. The return is mandatory.

This one sounds obvious until you’re standing 200 meters from the top with bad weather rolling in and your ego is doing all the talking. The mountain will be there. You need to be there too, next week. Turn around when it’s time to turn around.

Finding someone at your pace is harder than finding the trail.

Some people will always be ahead. Some will fall behind. That’s not a problem to fix. Thats just how it goes. If you want company on a trek, get comfortable with the idea that you’ll have to choose. Do you slow down, speed up, or make peace with walking alone for stretches? It depends on what you pick. All three are valid.

Mountain weather doesn’t care about your plans

Clear skies at 6 AM means nothing. It can rain, hail, fog over, and clear again all in one afternoon. Check the forecast for sure. But carry the raincoat anyway and always. The mountains might look calm. They’re just not thinking about you at all.

Bananas & oranges over electrolyte sachets.

The sachets work. But a banana at altitude hits differently real sugar, real potassium, and it doesn’t taste like disappointment. Oranges give you water and energy in one go. Obvisouly, you need to carry the water bottles.

Train with weight on your back before you go.

Walking is fine cardio. Walking with 10 kilos on your back is a different sport entirely. The load shifts your center of gravity, tires your shoulders, and tests your knees in ways that no amount of flat road walking will prepare you for. Start loading up a month before.

Your knees will remind you of every shortcut you took in training

The descent is where knees go to protest. Strengthen them before the trek squats, step-downs, lunges. And on the way down, take your time. The trail doesn’t reward speed there. Slow and steady on the descent is the best way.

Trekking is not just walking. It shows you who you are when no one is watching and the trail still has two hours left. It shows you who others are too. The ones who wait, the ones who don’t, the ones who become strangers you’ll never forget.

You go up a mountain. You come down changed. That’s the whole point.

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The Flowers & The Truth!

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I finished Women at Zero Point yesterday. It took me very little time as the book is conversational, almost deceptively so. But by the middle of it, my cortisol was too high. At the end, I didn’t know what to do with what I was carrying. I was almost blank, felt heavy. I did want to isolate and then I was calling my inner circle to feel better actually.

Firdaus’s life moves from one man to the next and each one taking something. And I kept waiting. I know for one of them to just not. Her uncle, briefly, came close. That was it. The rest? A procession of harm dressed in different characters.

I was surprised by how much that surprised me.

The first time I read a story about a sex worker was Eleven Minutes by Paulo Coelho during the COVID era. More pages, more pain spread across them. Maria goes through it all. The loneliness, the transaction, and the self harm. And then at the end, a man comes. He understands her. He chooses her. He brings her flowers at the end.

Covers of Eleven Minutes by Paulo Coelho and Woman at Point Zero by Nawal El Saadawi.

I felt relieved. Happy, even.

I’ve been thinking about that relief since yesterday. What exactly was I relieved about? That she suffered and then was chosen? That the flowers made the suffering mean something? A man’s arrival was the resolution the story needed? Is it all at the end (Apo avolodhan la) ?

I don’t know how much of that relief was mine and how much was years of conditioning telling me that being chosen is the ending worth wanting or suffering. That love, specifically from a man, is what converts pain into something bearable. Maybe, that’s why I didn’t question why before.

Firdaus was never chosen. Not in the way that offers relief. And the book doesn’t pretend otherwise. Too brutal you know. There are no flowers. There is no arrival. Only death at the end.

She sees clearly. By the end, she has stripped every illusion away about men, about society, about what freedom actually costs and even about women who sell and who doesn’t.

You are not saved by anyone. At the end you save yourself or you die. That is the truth Firdaus is carrying and conveyed at the end. Quite cynical. But as you sit with it slowly, you will realize she has more courage than most of us will ever need to have.

There are more Firdauses who are alive and died before. Women whose stories are not going to resolve into relief and obviously, pain is not going to be converted into meaning by someone showing up.

Maybe we don’t need more stories of Firdaus to show us the pain. The pain is not the revelation. Maybe what we need is more Saadawis. People who are willing to sit across from an impossible truth and not look away. To witness it, and then make sure it doesn’t stay buried.

I finished the book yet Firdaus lives rent free.

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What is likely to be seen?

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Is it possible for a person to be fully seen??

Not naked, i mean here is to be witnessed completely. The thought process, the paradoxes, biases, the thing that we believe at 2 am that doesn’t match with our public self. Can anyone person/thing hold all of that?

I keep coming back to this for about past few months.

I read Anne Frank’s diary few days back and then immediately Women at Zero Point by Nawal El Saadawi. Two women, at different timelines, different traps. Obviously, both had different path of suffering yet both has a medium to express.

Anne had her diary. Firdaus had one night and a listenerbefore her execution. Both of them had something or someone to show their story to the world. Got witnessed in some form. Is it their complete, raw picture? Not sure. But many of women stories would have buried with them.

But, what if the person being witnessed isn’t pouring into one vessel? or had different forms ? A witness standing at any one point gets only a partial view.

This reminds me of a line from The Lunchbox. Irfan says, more or less, that unshared things fade. A life without a witness loses its edges.

So does feeling seen gives satisfaction? pride? legacy? or is it closer to relief? The brief sensation of setting something down? Or of having someone else hold the weight for a moment?

Maybe what we are actually looking for is not to be fully seen. That probably scare the shit out of us. Maybe we want to be seen enough. Just past the surface we perform to the external world, below the part we control. To have someone not flinch at what’s underneath.

Whether anyone was truly seen/witnessed by anyone. I doubt certainly. But maybe reaching towards it. The attempt to be seen, even partially, even imperfectly.

I am still thinking about this!

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Unhappened Data Points

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Lets say we are trying to solve a bug or an issue. First we try to understand the problem, collect relevant data points, analyse, interpret and conclude. This is the standard research model that is used across domains, including life decisions.

I have written about looking at problems from a third lens before. Now we also have AI. We feed the available data, get an output based on the desires.

But what do you do when the data you need doesn’t exist yet at all?

No source. Too expensive to collect in terms of time or money. Or simply not happened yet.

This is where it gets messy and chaotic. We panic. Deadlines and anxiety take over us. And in that gap, we over interpret what little information we have. Confirmation bias kicks in. we use the available data points to suit the conclusion we already want. Not the exact outcome. Just the one that feels good and safe.

More data doesn’t always fix this. Neither do standardized frameworks or mental models that are available. Not everything bends to our variables and risk factors.

Sometimes, the only honest move is to do the analysis, make the call and release the outcome. Be it positive or negative.

Some things are beyond control. Call it butterfly effect, karma, cosmos, god or whatever.

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Precision

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I switched to Claude few month back. Free plan (Lol, it is expensive annually). The limits are real tbh. Sometimes one prompt, maybe two, and you’re done for the day.

So you have to stop being lazy with words. You should say exactly what you mean, what you need, what format, what it is, and what is not. Not because someone taught you prompt engineering, because there’s no retry. You have to wait for hours.

And it works. I am not sure if any other model produces this good.

Meanwhile, we have hundreds of languages, emojis, symbols, voice notes, everything. More ways to express ourselves than ever. And we’re still somehow unclear with the people closest to us.

Maybe, are the unlimited retries the problem? Someone will ask again. They will still be there tomorrow. So the first attempt gets sloppy. Of course, humans do have emotions, past, present and future. I am not denying the fact, but that shouldn’t be a reason.

Is it way to avoid saying the hard thing precisely because saying it clearly would make it real?

The AI just makes the cost visible. With people, it costs something else and the bill comes later.

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The Salt & The Sesame

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Woman’s war with her salt

How come most of women I see have thyroid issues? how much iodine is actually in a tablespoon of table Salt that we consume?

That question somehow ended up at connecting dots of Gandhi’s Dandi March, Japanese diet and why women are still being told their symptoms are just stress. This is how most of my rabbit holes go.

The math, and where it breaks down

So. The math first, because it helps to understand the big picture.

A tablespoon of table Salt is about 17–18 grams. For eg. Tata Salt carries 34–35 ppm of iodine and it is above the 15 ppm consumer minimum. That is roughly 578 µg of iodine per tablespoon. Our daily requirement is 150 µg as per FDA. Looks like we are fine, right? But the issue is that nobody uses a full tablespoon in a day. Typical our daily cooking uses maybe 5–6 grams to the maximum of 10 grams. That gives us 170–210 µg on paper.

ON PAPER.

Here’s the part that is not mentioned on the packaging. Iodine is volatile. It evaporates. It is susceptible to heat. Pressure cooking is the thing most Indian kitchens run on daily. This destroys up to 51% of the iodine in your salt before it reaches your mouth. Boiling loses 37–40%. Even steaming and microwaving (idli, dhokla) loses around 20% and 23% respectively.

Adding salt toward the end of cooking, not at the beginning. could help to an extent. Keeping the salt in an opaque (away from sunlight), airtight container (like a ceramic or dark plastic jar) helps to prevent it from the loss of iodine.

Iodine is only the raw material

Iodine is not secreted in the body. It has to be outsourced. But even if you get the iodine in, that’s not the end of the story.

The thyroid is not a simple input and output machine. Iodine enters the thyroid via a transporter called NIS (sodium-iodide symporter). This transporter runs on the difference in sodium concentration between the inside and outside of a cell. There is a pump called the Na⁺/K⁺-ATPase pump, running 24 hours a day in every single cell in your body, maintaining the concentration gradient. This pump is what makes the transport possible.

Thyroid hormones (T3 & T4) control how fast that pump spins across your entire body simultaneously. When the thyroid fails, the pump slows. Everything slows. Weight, temperature, heart rate, thinking.

I keep on thinking this. The thyroid doesn’t just regulate one thing. It regulates the thing that regulates everything else.

Iodine is only the raw material. Once inside the thyroid, it also needs selenium to convert T4 (inactive) into T3 (active). It needs iron to power the enzyme that attaches iodine to thyroglobulin in the first place. It also needs zinc to allow T3 to enter the cell nucleus and actually work. Sounds complex right? Basically it needs selenium, iron and zinc to function well.

Remove any one of these and the whole chain fails even if you have perfect iodine intake. This is the part that doesn’t make sense when we hear the the standard eat iodized salt ads or even double iodized salts.

I think, who have thyroid issues would have got the advise of not to consume the cruciferous vegetables like cauliflower, cabbage. Because the goitrogens from raw cruciferous vegetables blocking iodine at the very point of entry. Some studies say that fluoride (maybe in the water or other sources) suppresses the NIS transporter itself. Strict vegetarian diets too that remove the other major iodine sources fish, shellfish, dairy, eggs. Iodized salt was supposed to be the solution. It was necessary.

The history

India is a coastal nation. We had sophisticated salt-making traditions long before the British arrived. Odisha salt, Tamil marine salt, Rajasthan’s Sambhar Lake, Gujarat’s salt pans. Natural unrefined salt both from coastal and rock sources. It carried trace minerals including iodine from the ocean environment. Hope so. I couldn’t trace literatures back.

In 1765, Robert Clive made salt a monopoly. The Salt Act made producing own salt a criminal offense punishable by imprisonment. A physical barrier, the Great Hedge of India was built thousands of kilometers long, guarded by over 12,000 armed officers, to stop desperate people from smuggling cheaper salt across internal borders. Salt prices rose over 300%. (Kindly read the book –Uppuveli for better understanding)

And then this is the part that stays with me when goitre appeared in epidemic proportions across India, the most influential British medical voice on the subject, Dr. Robert McCarrison, rejected the iodine deficiency explanation. By the 1920s, the USA and Switzerland had already proven that iodized salt eliminated goitre. McCarrison refused to accept it. They did leave a huge impact on us.

Because accepting the iodine explanation would mean accepting that British salt policy had caused mass disease across the subcontinent for years and years.

After independence, surveys found that 226 out of 267 districts were endemic to iodine deficiency. India only began the National Goitre Control Programme in 1962. Universal salt iodization was mandated in 1986. After 10 years, goitre prevalence declined measurably and the IQ levels of schoolchildren improved. Currently, this program called as National Iodine Deficiency Disorders Control Programme (NIDDCP).

Even now, majority of rural households wash their salt before cooking. A habit from when British-era salt was dirty and impure. Unknowingly washing out the iodine that was supposed to protect their thyroids.

When Gandhi walked 388 kilometres to pick up a handful of salt from the sea, he was reclaiming a mineral that had been deliberately priced out of reach of the poorest people for 150 years.

Japanese Diet

While India was being systematically stripped of its iodine, somewhere on the other side of the world, Japanese women were eating seaweed or iodine rich every single day.

The average Japanese woman consumes somewhere between 1,000 and 3,000 µg of iodine daily against our recommended 150 µg. Not from supplements. These mostly from kombu in dashi, wakame in miso soup, nori in everyday meals. Seaweed is not a superfood trend there (It’s just food. I know it is not easy for us to include this in our diet).

Japanese women also have among the highest life expectancy. Researchers have spent decades trying to isolate which variable is doing the work on the iodine, the selenium-rich fish alongside it, the fermented foods, the overall dietary pattern, the gut microbiome shaped by generations of the same diet. The honest answer is probably all of it. It is not simple to extract one element and transplant it.

But the iodine piece is real. There’s a growing body of research suggesting that iodine plays a role in breast cell health beyond the thyroid, which in turn explain why women with chronic iodine deficiency show higher breast cancer risk. Yet to be further explored.

What the Japanese reference actually tells me is not eat more seaweed (though that’s not a bad idea) but they also manage the excess iodine with Soya products (goitrogens) . It’s that 150 µg as a daily target was built on the assumption that this is what a healthy adult needs to avoid deficiency. Not what optimal looks like for a woman’s body across her lifetime. The floor was set. The ceiling was never seriously explored in women as it is complex. Maybe, that’s why most of studies are on male. Yet thyroid in male is underexplored.

India’s 11% hypothyroidism rate is among the highest in the world. Japan’s is among the lowest. The colonial history explains a lot of the gap. But the gap itself is worth sitting with.

Ellu urundai was not accidental

The thing I keep returning to is that ellu urundai was not accidental.

Sesame (common names as til, ellu) carries selenium, zinc, iron, calcium, magnesium, lignans with phytoestrogenic activity, and healthy fats. All in one seed. The thyroid gland contains the highest selenium concentration of any organ in the body. Without selenium, iodine is useless even if it is present abundant. And sesame, combined with jaggery, delivers selenium and iron together in the same handful.

Gingelly oil carries sesamin and sesamolin with anti-inflammatory properties. The oil usually taken with parupu podi or even with kali of different millets. Maybe Jyothika promoted this more than ever one could.

These combinations were not randomly developed. They were developed by women, for women based on thousands of years of observations. Now, the science is catching up.

What’s the connection of sesame with Peter Gregory ? Yet to be explored!!!

Where this ends up

This was started with me questioning on iodine content in a salt packet. This ended up thinking about biology, colonial policy and politics, the Great Hedge of India, and why traditional South Indian. How these food might have been quietly thyroid medicine for centuries without anyone naming it as such?

This is where I find interesting about agricultural systems and food systems. The surface question is almost never the actual question I think. Maybe the actual question almost always connects us to something structural and deep.

The salt was always political (Uppuveli says too). The thyroid is related to female. And ellu urundai was always more than a snack.

Cheers!

Disclaimer: Not a medical advice

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#DecodeAgri26: The Clean Farming

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Most of the leafy vegetables, tomatoes, capsicum are most grown through hydroponics method or can be grouped under controlled environmental structures. I have my masters in agriculture, currently working in agri and some knowledge on MRL frameworks, recirculating system studies, and FSSAI guidelines.

At the end of it, I still couldn’t get a solid answer the question. is this actually cleaner than what comes from a field? There is a gap between a confident label and an uncertain answer. Because hydroponics came as option to exit the current system not purely as a technical improvement. Regenerative agriculture or Agroecology had made a slower, harder argument. if the soil itself could be restored, that damage caused by the conventional farming was not permanent.

Hydroponics skipped that entirely. if the soil health and metrics was the problem, it went without soil. What we didn’t remove the assumption that moving up means moving forward. Nobody stress-tested the new floor or current case. The person who ended up standing on it was the consumer, at a premium price.

Current Fix

Conventional farming gave us yield, tbh higher yields. Meanwhile I’ve written about POPs and the Dirty Dozen before. The chemical persistence problem isn’t theoretical. It’s in the soil, water, air and eventually, in us.

AE was supposed to be the correction. Building and bringing the soil back. Reduce external inputs or inputs itself. Restore biodiversity. Grow food in ways that don’t require the land to be worsen off after. The idea is sound. The business model isn’t established one yet.

Healthy soil, cleaner water, more biodiversity are real outcomes but they’re public goods. Nobody has to buy them. Carbon credit markets were supposed to monetize this value. Happening but that story slightly collapsed after 2023 when investigative reporting showed that a large portion of voluntary carbon credits were over counted or not real at all.

The real transition period costs roughly 3 to 5 years. The yields often drop before they recover and falls entirely on the farmer. And VC, which was interested for a brief window, has largely moved on. At World Agri-Tech 2026 in San Francisco last week, investors openly said they’ve cooled on regen ag. The exit math doesn’t work since it takes years.

So the gap stayed open. And something else stepped in or filling the gap right now.

Controlled Environments

Hydroponics and vertical farming arrived with a clean pitch. No soil means no soil-borne pathogens or pest. Controlled environment means no pesticide spray drift. Year-round production. Urban consumers are already primed to pay a premium for anything that sounds like conscious/clean food.

In an earlier post on the Organic Illusion, I wrote about how organic has become more of a feeling than a verified practice. Hydroponics slid neatly into the same emotional space. The clean, safe, more controlled without carrying the burden of formal certification (PGS). But three things are worth discussing.

First: controlled environment doesn’t mean no chemicals. Bacteria, Fungi and insect don’t disappear. Systemic fungicides and insecticides are still used in commercial hydroponic operations. In a closed recirculating system, these compounds behave differently than they do in a field. In a recirculating hydroponic tank, it loops/circulated back. The plant keeps absorbing it.

Studies from Wageningen University have shown that systemic compounds can accumulate in hydroponically grown produce at 2 to 4 times the concentration of soil-grown equivalents, under the same application rate. The label’s recommended pre-harvest interval the gap between last spray and harvest was calculated for field conditions. is it calculated for the tanks?

Second: the MRL framework wasn’t updated. The numbers that define what’s legally safe in food are set by FSSAI in India. They same standard applies to hydroponic produce as to field-grown produce. Same limit, fundamentally different production methods. Hydroponic farms sell into premium urban retail. The probability of a hydroponic farm’s produce being tested is low. Not zero, but low.

Third: this is the part I find genuinely strange: you cannot legally call hydroponic produce organic in India or the EU. Organic certification requires soil. NPOP, is built on a three-year land conversion process. No soil, no conversion, no certification. The EU took this explicitly in 2021. But in the USA, the USDA allows hydroponic organic certification. Same growing method. Different country, different legal identity for the same product.

There’s a quieter input problem that rarely makes it into the hydroponic conversation. Biofertilizers. Many commercial hydroponic operations use microbial inoculants such as mycorrhizal fungi, nitrogen-fixing bacteria, Trichoderma strains. This is to manage nutrient uptake and suppress harmful microbes in the liquid.

In practice, the quality and composition of commercially available biofertilizer products in India is poorly regulated. A 2022 review by ICAR flagged that a significant proportion of biofertilizer products on the market either didn’t contain the declared organisms or contained them at non-viable counts.

Which means a brand can’t say organic. So what do they say?

Most of the produce are labelled as chemical free, toxin free, 100% natural, farm to fork, clean food. None of these are permitted claims under FSSAI labelling regulations.

Who absorbs the uncertainty?

The smallholder can’t afford the capital costs of a controlled environment setup to compete and the premium price. The consumer pays the premium but has no way to verify the claim. India has no official data on how much hydroponic produce is grown, sold, exported or residue tested domestically, because the data does not classify produce by commodity, not by growing method.

In the traceability post I wrote a few months ago, I made the point that India built food safety systems for Brussels and Boston, not for a village in India. GrapeNet, MangoNet, Peanut.Net all of these exist because foreign buyers demanded compliance. Hope the domestic market gets labels all the produce soon.

We moved from dirty conventional farming to clean-sounding controlled-environment farming, and again, the accountability infrastructure yet to catch up with us.

This post isn’t about the critics. Many of them genuinely believe in what they’re building. But belief isn’t the same as verification. And in a system where the MRL framework hasn’t caught up, labelling rules aren’t enforced, organic certification doesn’t apply, and there’s no mandatory pre-market residue testing. Belief is all the consumer has to go on.

The honest answer is that nobody does, not in any verified, systematically tested sense. The system hasn’t built that accountability yet. And until it does, clean food is still more of a feeling than a fact.

We moved upstairs from a dirty floor. It’s worth asking whether we checked the new one before we sat down.

Cheers!

PS: Adulterated food are getting exposed.

Check out the similar posts: #DecodeAgri25: Designer Rice & other Agri posts

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Layers!

2–3 minutes

We are taught to think of depth as a destination or the end point. That if you keep going through the noise, the surface talk, the politeness, the performance, you will arrive or end with somewhere real. A core. A truth. A thing that does not change or something constant or worth discovering. This is the norm or maybe a promise. That underneath everything that is messy and contradictory, there is something clean, clear and final waiting for you.

But that is not how layers work.

Take any problem you have been looping for months or even for years. Something you keep returning to or keep explaining to yourself or keep solving in different ways and approaches. Like peeling a layer of an onion

The outer layer does not just hide the inner one. It gets rewritten by it.

This applies to almost aspects of our life. Sometimes, we peel the layer and move closer to the next layer to be peeled or fall into the old pattern of circling at the same layer.

At the very end, you will find something that does not have a name. So you have peeled a problem to its root.

And then what?

Nothing. Something that feels like nothing because it has no edges. I don’t know. Maybe kind of numbness? No name. No fixed position you can point to and say there, that is it and call it by a name.

The Buddhists have a word for this. Emptiness ! But not the emptiness of absence or solitude. The emptiness of fullness so complete it cannot be contained in any form. Or JK’s version of meditation (no thought state, pure observation) !

The onion ends and there is no onion, just layers. Only the smell exists along with burning eyes and smelling hands.

This is the truth that layers usually carry. Not the destination but the experiences. Not what you find but who you become in the process of exploration. Every layer peeled is a perception expanded or altered. You do not arrive. You just peel a layer. That is the point or even of life. Who knows!

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#DecodeAgri25: Designer Rice

4–5 minutes

Rice is carbs, dal is protein, and that’s just how it works. We could see a lot of memes around it as people started moving towards protein-based foods/diet. With rise with obesity and diabetics, the doctors are advising the patients reduce the intake of carbs.

The millets help a lot in the above scenario, yet the millets haven’t replaced rice in our day-to-day activities because of its palatability, texture and time for cooking. The individual behavioural change is hard to pull. There was thing designer rice (developed by  CSIR-National Institute for Interdisciplinary Science and Technology (CSIR-NIIST) I came across in X.

It said that it is engineered to carry over 20% protein and a glycemic index below 55. Assumed it to be genetically modified or fortified with micronutrients. To see, its food engineering. what are we actually solving here, and at what level of the system?

The problem isn’t just what’s on the plate.

India’s nutrition challenge is structural. We have a population that relies heavily on rice as a caloric staple, not by preference alone, but by affordability, accessibility, and culture.

As said above, high rates of Type 2 diabetes, protein-energy malnutrition coexisting with caloric sufficiency, and a public health burden that disproportionately hits low-income households. Kindly check previous post on viscous cycle on Income & health.

Designer Rice is trying something different. Instead of changing what people eat, it changes what the food does. Inside the same bowl, the same meal, the same habit and no changes required.

That’s a systems-level intervention.

What actually happens in that extruder?

This isn’t genetic modification. No edited seeds, no altered crop, no field-level change at all.

Broken rice (the byproduct fragments that come off during milling), usually sold at a cheaper rate gets ground into flour. Then, the flour is blended with plant proteins (pea or soy) and a micronutrient premix. A twin-screw extruder then compresses and reshapes this dough into grains. This looks, feel largely cook like regular polished white rice.

The innovation happens entirely post-harvest, at the processing stage and no intervention at the production stage. Trying to extract more nutritional value from the same acre, the same harvest with a value addition. From a resource efficiency standpoint, that’s worth considering.

Nutrient Content

FeatureStandard White RiceDesigner Rice
Protein6–8%>20%
Glycemic Index70–80 (High)<55 (Low)
MicronutrientsMinimalIron, B12, Folic Acid
FiberLowEnhanced

For a diabetic household eating rice twice a day, that’s a meaningful reduction in glucose spikes. This could be achieved without any change in cooking method or meal habit. Main thing to be focused is that the protein jump from ~7% to 20%+ is equally significant. Somewhere this could reduce the intake of protein bars or scoops of whey isolate.

Where the system gets complicated

Here’s where we need to slow down.

Acceptability. The extruder mimics the sensory profile of polished white rice. Yet the preferred choice of consumers is not known yet.

Affordability at scale. Tata Consumer Products has picked up the license for this designer rice. It is expected to hit retail shelves in the second half of 2026. But at what price point? If it enters the premium product, then it doesn’t solve a actual problem, but another competition for the protein products available in the market. But the intervention has to or needs to reach subsistence households, mid-day meal programs, PDS distribution. That’s a very different supply chain and a very different pricing conversation.

Regulatory compliance. As a fortified food product, it has to meet FSSAI’s 2026 standards, the +F logo, moisture limits below 16%, heavy metal maximums (Lead and Arsenic both capped at 0.2 mg/kg), pesticide MRLs, aflatoxin below 15 µg/kg. These aren’t trivial yet needs to be met.

The monoculture risk. There’s a version, designer rice crowds out the case for reviving traditional high-nutrition varieties such as Karuppu Kavuni, Mappillai Samba, red rice landraces. These varieties carry ecological and cultural value that can’t be reduced to a nutrition label. These also helps to maintain ecosystem. A fortified extruded grain might outperform them on protein content (20% vs. their 8–10%), but the comparison flattens what makes those crops worth preserving.

What it actually represents

Designer Rice is a post-harvest nutrition correction. We acknowledge the intercept the staple at the processing stage and upgrade what it delivers.

That’s a pragmatic bet. It sidesteps the messiness of agricultural system change either through technology or agroecology. And it works within the existing food habit rather than working against it.

Whether that pragmatism translates into public health outcomes depends entirely on what happens next stage. Be it, pricing, distribution, adoption and more.  Whether the government integrates it into PDS (long run) rather than leaving it to float as a retail health product.

The technology is genuinely interesting. The system it enters is genuinely complex. Lets wait and see.

Cheers!

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Trade-Offs

1–2 minutes

There is a word in Economics called tradeoff. Every choice comes with a cost. Not always in terms of money, but in the thing you did not choose. You either pick A or B, it looks simple on paper but brutal in practice.

Somewhere along the way, we think that this is only an economics problem. But, it has to be applied in the real world scenarios or even in day to day activities.

Tradeoffs do not care about the domains of life. They show up in career ( stability now or risk that might pay off later). They show up in the relationships as the version of yourself you when stay, vs the version you become when you/they leave. They show up in something as ordinary as a Wednesday morning. A easy run or rest ? Since both have a price. You just do not see the consequences immediately.

Thaler and Sunstein in Nudge book pointed out that most people don’t really make the bad choices. They just don’t make choices at all. They go with the default option available which is the path of least resistance or effort. And they assume that’s neutral/harmless. But, it is not that actually. Defaulting is also a tradeoff. Its just one that we didn’t sign up for consciously.

We want the promotion and the peace. The freedom and the security. The growth and the comfort. Tradeoffs don’t negotiate. They just collect.

I have started thinking that life is not about making perfect choices. It is more about making your tradeoffs consciously. Keeping eyes wide open to options available and not flinching from the cost. Because the tradeoff will happen either way. The only question is whether you chose it, or it chose you.

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