a+by Akhil Aryan + me
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Startups and spirituality

The only two things I’ve ever really cared about. I’ve been building and selling things since I was fourteen — some of it worked, and the parts that didn’t are the reason a+ exists.

Portrait of Akhil Aryan, lit red, wearing a cap
Before any of it

My first job, at fourteen, was finding leads for a wholesaler of semi-precious stones. I did it by scraping two-sided marketplaces — Alibaba, Amazon — with no idea that what I was doing had a name. By my fifteenth birthday I was good at it. That is how I found out there was such a thing as code.

Then I tried everything. Resold costume jewellery out of my father’s shop. Supervised staff on construction sites to learn real estate. Made myself assistant to the chairman of the Bombay Stock Exchange to learn broking.

Four of us behind a folding-table stall in a shopping mall, holding brochures
Where it started2011, near enough. Four of us, a folding table in a mall, and brochures nobody had asked for.
Holding a balloon printed with LIVE YOUR DREAM
Unbearable, in hindsightI meant it, though.
2009. Eighteen.

ION Education was the first company. We taught school and college students how to invest — not the theory, the actual thing: we sat with them while they opened their first account. Ten thousand students across fifty universities in three years. Then we pivoted to IonID and turned the student ID card into an RFID card they could use for attendance and to pay for lunch.

The ION Education shopfront on Jarimari Road, Bandra, with six of us outside
Our own door2012. ION Education’s office opening — Jarimari Road, Bandra. Most of these people are still my friends.
Standing next to a whiteboard covered in equations, wearing a Santa hat
Learning the hard halfSomebody else’s equations, mostly.
I asked for his time instead

In 2011 we got our first term sheet, from an SVP at Google. I asked him for his time rather than his money. Two weeks later I was on the top bunk of a house in San Francisco called the Hacker Quarters, where my flatmates taught me to code, to build a computer, and to ship a mobile app.

On my twenty-first birthday I launched OneShop — a simple way for Etsy sellers to get a website of their own. Thousands of merchants on the waitlist, the product ready to go. Then my visa application fell through, and that was that.

Welding, sparks coming off the bench
Still like making thingsMaker’s Studio, San Francisco.
The second one died differently

I came back to India and applied to build in the UK, which meant taking on a new co-founder. We moved to London and raised a seed round. Then he told me to hand him three times the equity, or he would delete the codebase and write to the Home Office to have my visa cancelled.

I stood my ground, and watched him burn the company down. Every customer gone, nothing in the bank, and the visa I had only just been granted revoked.

I was twenty-four with less than fifty dollars to my name. I lived on popcorn, fifty-cent bagels and water, and wrote to my brother asking him to send a hundred so I could eat and make rent.

I nearly stopped

In 2015 I asked myself whether I was actually built for this or whether it was a story I had been telling myself, and decided to apply for jobs. The first company I wrote to was Haptik. I met Aakrit the next day and was running product and growth by the end of that week.

Eighteen months: sixteen million raised, the team from twenty people to six hundred and fifty, two million downloads. Reliance bought it in 2019 for a hundred million. That was the first time equity turned into money I could actually touch.

On stage with my back to the camera, in front of a full auditorium
A full room
Sitting alone on the edge of the same stage afterwards
And then the room empty
My father and me on a sofa under balloons spelling WELCOME TO IONHUB
Opening dayThat’s my dad. ION Energy’s office opening.
My father wanted to sell his car

I had just watched a podcast with Elon about the Model 3, and I wondered what would happen if I converted the car instead of selling it. My father thought I had lost it. I took that as a sign.

I spent mornings and nights at IIT Bombay with the student team building electric racing cars, importing cells from China and welding lead strips into battery packs of my own — all of it alongside the job at Haptik. In 2018 a scooter moved on a pack we had built from nothing. That got us our first seed investor, and ION Energy existed.

In 2019, while Haptik was being acquired, I was doing an acquisition of my own: Freemens, a French battery-management company. That is how I met Alex, who became my co-founder and CTO.

The whole team at a Diwali party in the office
The part I’d do againION Energy, 2019. Twenty-five people who didn’t have to be there on a Friday night. This room later became two companies.
Office selfie with about a dozen of the team
Monday, same people
One company became two

We built the largest battery-management supplier in India — Hero, the biggest two-wheeler manufacturer in the world, and a quarter of a million units deployed. In 2022 Endurance Technologies bought the BMS business for forty million. Thirteen years from the first thing I ever sold to the first million.

The rest became Altergo, the digital-twin platform Alex and I still run, used by large energy players to manage their renewable assets.

And now — a+

AI is making it easy to build, so millions of people are about to become entrepreneurs. More than ninety per cent of them will fail, because somewhere along the way we all accepted that ninety per cent of startups die, and the entire ecosystem got built around that number. An investor takes a hundred shots and wins the match with two. The founder is all-in on one.

Three things kill three-quarters of startups: never reaching product-market fit, co-founder conflict, and not being able to raise. I have lost companies to two of the three. a+ is the infrastructure I wish had existed — and if more founders return capital, investors stop needing the one outlier to carry the fund.

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The rest of it The part that isn’t work. Open it if you like.
Black and white photograph of me resting against my grandmother, my dadi ma
Dadi maOne of the biggest influences on my life, and the reason I ended up on a spiritual path at all.
Me with my daughter Abby, who is holding white roses
AbbyMy daughter. Three and a half, and this is our usual daddy-and-daughter coffee date.
Standing under a street of hanging umbrellas in Istanbul
Off duty
Recent photograph of me at a table
These days

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