đȘ The Rupee Illusion
Why 2025 Is the Year to Rethink Everything You Know About Money
âThe greatest trick the devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didnât exist.â
â The Usual Suspects (1995)
Look at that note in your wallet. Feel it. Crisp, perhaps a little worn. You traded your time, your energy, your skill â a piece of your finite, precious life â for it. You trust it implicitly. You use it to put food on the table, to keep a roof over your head, to dare to dream a little for your childrenâs future. Itâs the bedrock of your daily existence, the language of your transactions.
But have you ever truly stopped to interrogate it? Have you ever held it up to the light and asked:
What is this thing, really? Beyond the ink, the paper, the authoritative symbols â what power does it truly hold, and who grants it that power?
Weâre born into this world of money. Rupees, dollars, euros â theyâre just there. Like the air we breathe or the gravity that pins us to the earth. We absorb the rules by osmosis from our first breath: earn it, spend it, try desperately to save some of it. Just donât question the game itself. Itâs just⊠money. Itâs just how the world works.
Or does it? Is that unquestioning acceptance a product of understanding, or of conditioning?
đ The Ever-Shrinking Rupee
Youâve felt it. The quiet unease. The sense that no matter how hard you work, how much you plan, something is always off. That uneasy feeling? Itâs not in your head. Itâs not bad luck. Itâs by design.
Think back to the stories your grandparents told. Of movie tickets bought with a few Anna. Of land that cost less than your monthly grocery bill. Of a rupee that meant something. Those stories now sound like mythology. But theyâre not fiction. Theyâre a window into what weâve lost.
Fast-forward to today: the cup of chai that gets pricier each year, the rent that climbs like itâs racing you, the school fees that make you question whether youâre saving for your childâs future or someone elseâs. Your salary rises, sure â but never fast enough. You run harder and faster just to stay in the same place.
Why? Is this just âhow it isâ? Or is this treadmill part of the trap? Why is that? Is it just an inevitable, unfortunate law of nature, "how things are"? Or is it an engineered feature of the very paper in your pocket, a characteristic conveniently left out of the instruction manual nobody ever gave you? A silent tax on your future, bleeding you dry one day at a time?
Because once you understand how fiat works â once you see the game â you realize the devastating truth:
Your money is designed to lose value.
You are programmed to fail slowly, quietly, obediently.
Itâs called inflation, but thatâs a sterilized euphemism. Letâs call it what it is: theft. A system where âunelected bureaucrats can dilute your money at will â and you get to pay the price with your future, your life.â
đ Who Prints Your Reality?
Do you know who controls the supply of the rupee?
Who decides how many notes to print, how many digits to inject into the economy, how much purchasing power to silently delete from your life?
You donât.
They donât ask you.
They donât tell you.
They donât need your consent.
Central banks operate in closed rooms, issuing silent laws that reshape our life without ever touching a ballot. They call it "monetary policy."
You feel it as rising petrol prices, vanishing savings, and a future that slips through your fingers like dry sand.
But hereâs the deeper scam â the one they buried under centuries of colonial narrative, academic fog, and economic jargon.
For thousands of years, India didnât run on paper.
We ran on value.
On rĆ«pya â silver. On suvaráča â gold.
Panini spoke of it. Chanakya wrote in-depth about it in Arthashastra. Sher Shah minted it. The Mauryas, Guptas, Mughals â all honored it. Coined money backed by tangible metal. Real weight. Real worth. Real wealth.
Then came the British â with a smile and a ledger.
They took our silver.
They took our gold.
And they gave us promises.
Worthless paper notes backed by a foreign crown whose only asset was deception. In 1835, they imposed a mono-metallic silver standard. By 1898, they switched to a âlimpingâ gold standard â not to protect Indians, but to control them. We werenât invited to that conversation. We were collateral.
You see, the British didnât conquer India with guns alone.
They did it with ledgers and lies.
They exported our wealth and imported inflation.
They devalued our silver and bought back our gold â cheap â with paper printed in London.
Between 1931 and 1941, over 43 million ounces of gold left Indian soil. Not looted by force, but extracted through trickery. Indians willingly gave up their family gold â their security, their legacy â in exchange for British IOUs with no intrinsic value. The same sleight of hand Roosevelt pulled in America. The same fiat con the entire modern world now kneels under.
Imagine this:
You bake ten loaves of bread â honest, hard-earned, tangible value.
Then someone with a magic oven prints a thousand identical loaves overnight.
Suddenly, your ten loaves mean nothing.
Thatâs fiat.
Thatâs the game.
Thatâs the scam that replaced our sovereign coin with colonial control â now repackaged in Reserve Bank logos and âč symbols.
Your time is being counterfeited.
Your labour is being debased.
And youâre told to be grateful.
But what they wonât tell you is this:
Youâre not using money. Youâre using permission slips.
Slips that can be revoked. Frozen. Inflated.
Slips that represent nothing but trust in a system that has historically betrayed you.
This isnât just about inflation.
This is about sovereignty.
And until you hold your wealth in something they canât print, inflate, or confiscate â
you are not free.
Bitcoin doesnât ask for permission.
It doesnât need a governorâs signature.
It doesnât steal your wealth while you sleep.
It is the antithesis of fiat.
It is the undoing of this 200-year-old scam.
The rupee was once a coin of silver.
Now itâs just a symbol of how easily a nation can be tricked into giving up value for paper.
đ„ How Modern Money Is Printed into Existence
Hint: Itâs not you. Itâs not your elected leaders. Itâs not even your government.
Today, money isnât printed in the way most people think â with physical notes rolling off some minting press. Thatâs just the tip of the iceberg.
The real money â the bulk of it â is created digitally, at the push of a button, by central banks like the Reserve Bank of India (RBI), the Federal Reserve in the U.S., the European Central Bank, and so on. And in coordination with them are commercial banks that expand this money supply further through fractional-reserve lending, whaich makes a bulk of our money supply today.
Letâs break this down.
Step 1: The Central Bankâs Magic Keyboard
Central banks have the exclusive power to create base money â also known as high-powered money. In India, thatâs done by the RBI, which controls the issuance of the rupee.
But this power doesnât just mean printing physical cash.
Most of the money created today is digital. The RBI simply âadds numbersâ to the balance sheets of commercial banks. This is called monetary expansion.
How?
It buys government bonds (IOUs) from banks. (A glorified piece of paper)
To pay for them, it credits the bankâs account at the RBI.
Where did that money come from? Nowhere. It was conjured into existence.
This is called Open Market Operations. Itâs the central bankâs way of injecting liquidity â i.e., creating money â into the financial system.
But thatâs just the first act. The bigger scam starts now.
Step 2: Commercial Banks Multiply the Illusion
Enter fractional-reserve banking â the real money multiplier.
Letâs say the RBI gives âč1,000 crore in base money to a bank. The bank can then legally lend out a multiple of that amount â often up to 10x or more â based on âreservesâ held.
So from âč1,000 crore in actual central bank money, the bank can generate âč10,000 crore in credit out of thin air.
Thatâs right: when you take a loan â for a house, a car, a business â the bank doesnât lend out deposits. It creates new money by typing it into your account. Itâs all keystrokes.
Every time a loan is issued, new money is born.
Every time you repay a loan, that money disappears.
The entire fiat system is debt-based. Money only exists because someone, somewhere, is in debt. And to keep the system alive, more debt must always be created.
Step 3: The Government Spends the Borrowed Illusion
Governments donât fund themselves with taxes. Thatâs a myth.
Taxes are just a backdoor method to destroy purchasing power and control behavior, a mere means to keep the illusion alive.
When governments need money, they issue bonds â IOUs.
These are then bought by:
Banks
Insurance companies
Foreign central banks
Or... in times of crisis, by the central bank itself
When the RBI buys Indian government bonds, itâs essentially monetizing the debt â financing government spending with freshly printed money.
This causes the money supply to balloon. But there's a catch: no new value is created, only new claims on existing value.
The result? Inflation â the hidden tax that slowly bleeds your savings, erodes your salary, and punishes prudence.
So How Is This a Ponzi?
Because it requires constant growth of new debt to pay off old debt. Just like a Ponzi scheme:
The system must keep expanding.
New money must keep being created.
More people must take loans.
Interest must be paid on this ever-expanding debt.
When growth stops? The whole illusion collapses.
In a real economy, growth comes from productivity. In a fiat economy, growth comes from debt and manipulation.
Just like a Ponzi scheme, the fiat system is unsustainable without endless new entrants and new victims.
But this is worse than Madoff. This is legalized, institutionalized theft â sanctioned by governments, enforced by law, and sold to you as âeconomic policy.â
What Does This Mean for You?
Your savings are being silently taxed.
Your labour is being devalued year after year.
Your wealth is being siphoned upwards through inflation, asset bubbles, and financial repression.
You have no vote. No consent. No opt-out.
Unless... you choose the one exit door they canât control.
The Fragile Promise: Built on Trust or Quicksand?
What truly stands behind that colourful piece of paper in your hand? Once, perhaps, it was a claim on something tangible, like gold or silver â a solid anchor. What is it now?
A promise?
A collective belief?
Blind trust?
If it's a promise, whose promise is it, and what are the terms and conditions, buried deep in fine print you've never seen? What happens if that promise becomes⊠flexible, convenient to reinterpret, or even quietly broken over decades of monetary manipulation?
If itâs trust, is that trust blindly given, a relic of a more innocent age, or is it continuously earned through transparency and sound stewardship?
Look around. Does it feel like stewardship, or something else entirely?
The Rebellious Spark: When Discomfort Means You're Waking Up
These questions might feel uncomfortable. They might churn your insides. They might even feel a bit⊠subversive, rebellious. Good. That means you're alive. That means the anaesthesia of conformity is wearing off.
This isn't about finding all the answers today, or even tomorrow. Itâs about daring to ignite the spark of questioning. It's about taking that first, hesitant, but crucial peek down a rabbit hole you perhaps never even noticed was there, a hole that might just reveal a vastly different reality about the very foundation of your economic life.
What if this "money" you've trusted, toiled for, and built your dreams upon your entire life is more of an elaborate illusion than a steadfast, reliable store of your hard-earned value? What if its primary function has subtly shifted from empowering you, to controlling you?
Perhaps you think these are lonely thoughts, whispers in a void. They are not.
đ Bitcoin Pizza Day India Meetups
This coming Thursday, on May 22nd, small groups of people â just like you, who began with a question, a doubt, a flicker of curiosity â will be gathering across India to celebrate Bitcoin Pizza Day.
They meet, they talk, they share ideas, and yes, they often eat pizza. They are not "experts" you need to be intimidated by; they are everyday individuals exploring these very questions, seeking clarity in a world designed to obscure.
If these words have struck a chord, if that flicker of curiosity is burning within you, maybe itâs time to see youâre not alone. The journey down the rabbit hole often begins not with an answer, but with a conversation, a shared moment of realization.
Meetups are happening in cities across India this Bitcoin Pizza Day. Miss that dinner party if you must. Reschedule that movie night. But if youâve felt the pull â the quiet intuition that something isnât right â come join us. —ïž
đBengaluru: Thursday, May 22nd | 7 PM | Bitspace, HSR
đGoa: Thursday, May 22nd | 7 PM | Olio's Benaulim
đChennai: Thursday, May 22nd | 7 PM | Lazy Leopard
đIndore: Thursday, May 22nd | 7 PM | Little Italy
đHyderabad: Thursday, May 22nd | 7 PM | Bourbon & Breeze
đChandigarh: Thursday, May 22nd | 7 PM | Oven Fresh, 35C
đGolaghat, Assam: Thursday, May 22nd | 12 PM | The Tea Factory Cafe
đBhubaneswar: Saturday, May 24th | 6 PM | The Average Guy Cafe
đMumbai: Sunday, May 25th | 12 PM | Terttulia, Dadar
You can find more details and RSVP below.
No pressure. No agenda. Just an opportunity to listen, to meet others who are looking beyond the paper in their wallets, who dare to ask "why?".
Weâll be there. Weâve been where you are.
And the pizzaâs pretty good too.
đ€ïž The First Step: Dare to See
Start wondering. Start questioning. Hold that note again. Feel it.
And ask: What is this really worth â and who decides?
You might not like the answer. But youâll never see the world the same way again.
The choice, as always, is yours. But once you start asking, once you truly start seeing, there's often no going back to blissful ignorance. The journey of a thousand miles begins with this single, courageous question.
âĄStay sovereign. Stack sats.
~Satori



