Knowing AyeBee

I'm Agnishwar Banerjee. I prefer people calling me AB/AyeBee.

My Past

I grew up in Calcutta, spent my 20s & 30s in Bombay, but that got updated to Bangalore in 2022. I believe Bombay/Mumbai is either the most stimulating city in the world or an elaborate stress test of the human nervous system, depending on the day of the week.

The Life Routine

I work in B2B SaaS, somewhere in the vicinity of sales and marketing — the unglamorous-yet-indispensable zone where product meets pipeline, and where the quality of your thinking is measured, with brutal clarity, by whether someone chose to hand over money at the end of it. Thus I spend my days constructing arguments for why a particular piece of technology will solve business problems, while my evenings are the wild west. I'm convinced that the best technology is the kind you run yourself, on hardware you control, with no one to blame but yourself when something breaks at 2am (this happens more often than the marketing brochures suggest).

Outside of that, I read. Widely, sometimes indiscriminately, frequently across domains that have no obvious business being in conversation with each other. A friend once described me as a salesperson-cum-amateur-philosopher-cum-reluctant-systems-administrator, which I found offensive and then, upon reflection, accurate.

A Strong Belief

Here is the thing I keep returning to, which I've never found a clean place to put: the universe is genuinely astonishing, and we treat this as a settled, therefore ignorable, fact.

The same elements assembled in the death throes of ancient stars are, at this exact moment, carrying electrical signals through your prefrontal cortex. The laws that govern the structure of galaxies are reflected, with eerie fidelity, in the structure of your circulatory system. We are not observers of the cosmos; we are, in some meaningful sense, what the cosmos does when it becomes sufficiently complicated to look at itself. (I'm aware this sounds like a 3am thought. It is. It is also correct.)

And yet, if you step back far enough, we are also extraordinarily destructive primates who discovered fire, agriculture, and venture capital, and have been scaling ever since. The virus metaphor is uncharitable but not inaccurate: find resources, consume, move on, occasionally upgrade the mutation.

The only genuinely useful corrective I've found is to operate from your mind rather than your nervous system's threat responses; to maintain the body with enough diligence that the mind has something reliable to work with; and to stay, as far as possible, curious rather than certain. Everything else, I find, tends to sort itself out from there.

This Blog

This is not a philosophy blog. I just thought you should know where I'm standing.

What you'll actually find here is harder to categorise, which is, I suppose, the point. Writing about technology and the quiet satisfaction of owning your own infrastructure. Occasional pieces on money and markets, written not as advice but as a record of how I actually think, which is the format I find most honest. Observations that don't fit anywhere in particular but felt worth putting into words before they dissolved.

I also host a podcast — conversations that tend to go longer than planned, about things that matter more than they trend. Episodes are on Spotify and YouTube; show notes live here.

I don't write to a schedule. I write when something has earned a considered opinion, which is not as often as the internet would prefer.