1. On Chasing Lost Voices and Losing the Plot
JTL suggested we bring back “Bhimrao, Saurav, Prats, the Tam Brahm married to a Sri Lankan.” Letās be clear: BP isnāt going to go chasing ghosts. We already have 14 active authors; the goal now isnāt expansion, itās distillation.
Authorship should mean something. To make it valuable, the inactive will have to go and be replaced. Thereās a point at which nostalgia becomes necrosis; when a space keeps trying to resurrect the same arguments instead of evolving beyond them. Kabir’s Substack is a window into Elitestan, which I respect.
2. The Echo Chamber Problem
Endlessly reinforcing a Saffronite echo chamber isnāt vitality; itās entropy. Even when these voices appear ādiscordant,ā theyāre usually quibbling on details inside the same frame. And when genuine Pakistani voices are sidelined so that incorrect takes on Pakistan can circulate unchallenged, somethingās gone wrong.
The country has done remarkably well post-Pahalgam and navigated certain transitions far better than many care to admit. I rarely see the Saffroniate yield on that except grudgingly; how can one properly analyse what they hate?
Right now, the blog has rhythm. Diwali may be over, but the interdiction hasnāt lifted yet (apparently in anticipation, Qureshi has taken on a new Avatar, as I like to say scratch a Pakistani, wound a Hindu)ā meaning, metaphorically, Loki has yet to return with the forces of Ragnarƶk.
In the interim let us strengthen Asgard itself & letās see where that leads.
3. On Caste and the Polite Lie
Thereās this cultivated discomfort around talking about caste ā as if itās rude or too personal.cBut caste isnāt a dinner-table topic; itās the architecture of Indian society and the Saffroniate. Pretending itās impolite to speak about it simply preserves privilege. Most of the saffronite commentariat are upper-caste; when they do speak of caste, itās often un-interrogated.
Brown Pundits was designed to be uncomfortable. If you come here to feel safe, youāve mistaken the room.
4. The Aurangzeb Clause
Now, on a personal note ā since Dr. Vās identity (IHS) takes precedence over mine (BPB), that hierarchy inevitably colors how I write. It lends the blog its saffron hue, and Iām fine with that. Itās the tension that gives this space its elasticity.
People sometimes ask why I donāt āinterrogate my own biases.ā Well of course I have but the answer is simple: Aurangzeb is not a hill to die on. The Mughals were complex; the demolition of Babri Masjid was inhumane and reckless (the equivalent to destroying the Aya Sofia). I know that. But complexity is the price of belonging.
To gain full entry into Bharat; to speak as one of her own, you pick your battles and who you must give up. I chose to kick my Mughal padres to the wayside in my Hindufication and baptism from Mleccha to caste Hindu. And virtually no kin of mine, even the most liberal-minded in the Ummah, will ever do the same.
5. The Work Ahead
So, no, weāre not reviving old cycles. Weāre pruning, refining, and staying porous enough to hold contradiction. Caste is not impolite. Aurangzeb may not be evil. They are the two mirrors in which this subcontinent still sees itself ā one social, one civilizational. The task is to look straight into both and while I can’t & won’t fight those battles since I took on the Saffron orders and joined Asgard, I won’t disallow lost kin from waging their own battles in what they see as truth. The Golden Age in Norse Mythology, only starts after Ragnarƶk is concluded.