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My New Indian Hero

Its very probable that you have already heard of him through his TED talk on "Sixth sense" . He is all over twitter and social media now, for the wrong reasons. Pranav Mistry is my new Indian hero, not because he holds a degree from IIT and MIT, has been called as one of TED's  ten best inventors of the world, or because he is Samsung's Director of Research in the US, but because he presented one of the world's first smart watches for Samsung before the entire world and with the global news media watching it and didn't bother even a single bit to hide his Indian accent. If you already are asking, "And why should he do that?" Congrats! You are not on the dark side. And what did we Indian's talk about after the event? We made jokes about him on twitter about his accent. And we didn't stop at that, a lot of us made hurtful comments in serious ways as well. Its both enraging and alarming to see that how many of us actually consider i
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