Cash doesn’t need a whitepaper. My dry cleaner in Basavangudi doesn’t care about smart contracts — he cares if the note in his hand buys rice tomorrow. Crypto evangelists in Bangalore co-working spaces talk about financial inclusion like it’s a hackathon prize, while the woman selling flowers at Majestic station still folds her rupees into her sari fold, same as her mother did. UPI fixed real pain; most tokens are just volatility dressed as liberation. I’m not impressed by decentralisation when people still beg for change after bus fare. If your blockchain can’t lower the cost of dignity, it’s just another temple with no god inside.
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