I love that people have spent hours bitching about me, but apparently couldn’t spare a minute to actually read what was written, or even establish whether I’m first-generation or not.

But there is something I find particularly amusing about all of this.

I enjoy the fact that I can remind you, quite openly of how powerless you are. You can complain about me, call me a snob, arrogant, rude, entitled, or whatever else makes you feel better. Please, carry on. I genuinely enjoy reading it.

The only question is: what exactly are you going to do about it?

I’m not hiding behind anonymity. My LinkedIn is open (Tushar Nair). My Instagram is open (nairtushar9). If you want to speak, speak to me. If you want to play a sport, I’ll see you on the ground. If you want to discuss the law, I’ll buy you coffee and we can discuss. If you want to kickbox, I’ll meet you there too.

There is no mystery here. No distance. No hiding place.

And if you’re genuinely determined and you really want to kick my ass, I’d be more than happy to give you the opportunity to try.

You just need to have the balls to ask.