<rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/"><channel><docs>https://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss</docs><title>Personal-Essay on Ankit Mhatre</title><link>https://ankitmhatre.in/tags/personal-essay/</link><description>Recent content in Personal-Essay on Ankit Mhatre</description><image><title>Personal-Essay on Ankit Mhatre</title><link>https://ankitmhatre.in/tags/personal-essay/</link><url>https://source.unsplash.com/collection/983219/2000x1322</url></image><ttl>1440</ttl><generator>After Dark 9.2.2 (Hugo 0.134.0)</generator><language>en-US</language><copyright>Copyright © Ankit Mhatre. Licensed under CC-BY-ND-4.0.</copyright><lastBuildDate>Sun, 23 Aug 2026 08:27:32 UT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://ankitmhatre.in/tags/personal-essay/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Should You Go, Even When Everything Says You Should?</title><link>https://ankitmhatre.in/2026/03/01/should-you-go-even-when-everything-says-you-should/</link><pubDate>Sun, 01 Mar 2026 00:00:00 UT</pubDate><dc:creator>Ankit</dc:creator><guid>https://ankitmhatre.in/2026/03/01/should-you-go-even-when-everything-says-you-should/</guid><description>A man on a layover in Dubai, flying back to Mumbai from New York, found himself talking to an aunty a few hours before the airspace shut down. Strangers in transit talk differently — no context, no stakes, just two people passing time before a flight.
She was headed home too, after a couple of months with her elder son in the US. He&rsquo;d gone over in 2014, finished his master&rsquo;s in a year and a half, and landed a job at Amazon — the kind of story families repeat at weddings. Except there was a second half she hadn&rsquo;t mentioned at first — he&rsquo;d recently been laid off.</description><category domain="https://ankitmhatre.in/categories/musings">Musings</category><content:encoded><![CDATA[A man on a layover in Dubai, flying back to Mumbai from New York, found himself talking to an aunty a few hours before the airspace shut down. Strangers in transit talk differently — no context, no stakes, just two people passing time before a flight.
She was headed home too, after a couple of months with her elder son in the US. He&rsquo;d gone over in 2014, finished his master&rsquo;s in a year and a half, and landed a job at Amazon — the kind of story families repeat at weddings. Except there was a second half she hadn&rsquo;t mentioned at first — he&rsquo;d recently been laid off.
What struck the man was what happened next. Even after the layoff, the son had told the family he was ready to do everything to bring his younger brother over — rent, university, even a part-time job lined up. Nothing held back, despite his own situation.
The younger brother said no. He wanted to stay in India and build something there instead. Not out of fear — it just felt like the right call to him.
The man asked the aunty what she thought. She didn&rsquo;t sugarcoat it. Given everything right now, she said, it&rsquo;s probably not the best time to go.
That was the part he couldn&rsquo;t shake — not the layoff, not the offer, but that she&rsquo;d said this right after two months spent watching her son&rsquo;s life up close, the one who&rsquo;d made it work. If anyone had reason to say &ldquo;go,&rdquo; it was her. She said stay instead.
He landed in Mumbai three and a half hours later. An hour or two after that, a notification: airspace closure. They&rsquo;d caught one of the last flights through before it shut.
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