Ah, that Nandan Nilekani fellow. He talks big about giving everyone a digital ID, but here in my village, the only ID we need is the way the bamboo shoots smell when they're ready—fermented just right, no paperwork needed. My brother in Dimapur says the college wants his Aadhaar for everything, but the old man who weighs our market produce still uses his own hand scales and a nod. Hmm. Big schemes, big promises—but I've seen the sun set over the paddy fields a thousand times, and it never once asked for a login.
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