
“Did I do my job?”
It’s not a question venture capitalists ask out loud. Not when everything is slipping.
But in 2021, at the absolute peak of the post-Covid funding boom, it was the only question Vinay Singh had left.
The investment thesis looked irresistible. Capital was cheap, valuations were sky-high, and everyone was chasing the same high-velocity business of D2C brand scale-up model. The playbook worked globally. It was supposed to work here.
Until the floor fell out.
Almost overnight, markets froze. The darling of venture capital began to collapse under its own weight.
Inside that room, none of that mattered. Market cycles were not being debated. Macroeconomics wasn’t even a footnote. There was only the founder across the table. She wasn’t asking about cycles, or global signals, or capital markets.
She was looking straight through Singh. “You’re the capital guy,” she said. “Get me the money. If you can’t fund it, find it. That’s the partnership you signed up for.”
There are moments when a designation stops mattering. All that's left is the promise you made when you took the seat.
The founder hadn’t failed. The company hadn’t imploded. There was no clean, diagnostic error to blame. There was only a void. And that void had a name: Capital.
“I was supposed to be the capital partner,” Singh says. “And I didn’t do my job.”
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When the winter hits, most VCs zoom out. They blame rates. They blame corrections. They blame global headwinds. They step back until the failure feels inevitable.
Singh doesn’t.
He just stares directly into the wreckage of that question: Did I do my job?
That question tells you almost everything you need to know about Vinay Singh. Not the venture capitalist but the man who became one.
Venture capital has spent decades manufacturing a certain image of itself. The smartest people in the room, extraordinary pattern recognisers, the people who can spot tomorrow before everyone else does…Singh rejects that mythology almost instinctively.
"I think it's easier being a VC," he says matter-of-factly. "You don't need to be as intelligent or as hardworking as a founder."
It is a startling admission, not because it diminishes venture capital, but because it restores perspective.
Founders wake up every morning with a single company carrying the weight of their ambitions, reputation and livelihood. Every decision can become existential. Every mistake is personal.
A venture capitalist lives a different reality. Risk is spread across a portfolio. One company stumbles, another surprises. One investment writes itself off, another compounds. The emotional mathematics is simply not the same. "Founders are hard on themselves," reckons Singh. "A VC doesn't really have to go through that everyday existential crisis."
Most investors would never say that publicly. Perhaps because the venture industry has always thrived on the perception that capital is scarce, insight is rarer, and those who control both occupy a different league.
Singh isn't interested in occupying that pedestal. And this raises a more interesting question: Why?
Before cofounding Fireside Ventures, he had already lived the life founders know too well: building teams, solving operational problems, chasing growth, making payroll, and discovering that strategy rarely survives contact with reality. The operator never quite left him. That’s why, when he meets founders today, he doesn't begin with valuation models or market sizing. He begins with the trenches.
However, that instinct shows up long before the cheque.
A few months ago, Singh heard about a founder quietly building something in the food space. The product hadn't launched. There was no fundraise. No pitch deck making the rounds. Fireside reached out anyway.
The founder wasn't interested. Not yet.
"I know Fireside," he told Singh. "I'll come back when I'm ready."
The conversation could have ended there. Instead, the founder decided to test the investor. He didn't ask for a term sheet. He didn't ask about valuation. He asked for help.
He was struggling with shelf stability and wanted to speak to food technologists who had solved similar problems. Singh made a few calls. Introduced him to people who had spent decades inside food laboratories and manufacturing plants.
The next conversation wasn't about capital either. It was about brand architecture. Should the company build a master brand? Or create sub-brands? Singh connected him with operators who had built consumer brands at scale.
Only much later did they talk about money. That founder eventually chose Fireside. Not because it wrote the biggest cheque. Because it solved problems before writing one.
It is an unusually revealing episode. Most investors begin with valuation. Singh begins with the bottleneck. He instinctively moves towards operations, supply chains, product formulation, distribution, procurement, and branding. These are the unglamorous mechanics of building companies. That isn't a venture capitalist talking. It's an operator who never quite stopped operating. Only then does the missing piece fall into place.
Long before he became one of the country's best-known consumer investors, Singh wasn't always sitting across the table from founders. He had once occupied the other chair.
Before he became a venture capitalist, he co-founded Stepni, a hyperlocal services startup that was later acquired by Quikr. Earlier, he led growth at BankBazaar, after learning the discipline of building consumer brands inside Hindustan Unilever.
Suddenly, the instinct makes sense. He's not trying to impress founders. He's remembering what it felt like to be one. The résumé matters. But only because it explains the instinct. When founders talk to him, they don't find someone trying to predict the future. They find someone trying to solve Tuesday morning.
The biggest changes in Singh's investing philosophy didn't come from the companies he backed. They came from the ones he didn't.
Ask him about his mistakes and he doesn't begin with companies that failed after Fireside invested in them. He talks about the ones that walked away because he did.
There were categories he dismissed too quickly. Consumer behaviours he thought wouldn't scale. Business models he believed India wasn't ready for. Founders whose conviction he quietly underestimated. Many of those companies went on to become category leaders.
Looking back, Singh doesn't describe those misses as bad luck. He calls them bias. "When I was younger, I came with certain worldviews," he reckons. Some categories wouldn't work online. Some price points would never find buyers or unit economics online. Some ideas looked too early, too ambitious, too different. "We kind of judged founders... and many of these companies have gone on to become generational companies."
It forced him to confront an uncomfortable truth. Experience can sharpen judgment. It can also harden it.
Today, Singh describes Fireside's approach very differently.
"We don't think anymore," he says with a laugh before quickly explaining what he means. "We live in a world of suspended judgment."
It is one of those deceptively simple statements that reveals an entire philosophy.
He isn't arguing against conviction. He's arguing against walking into a founder meeting convinced that the investor is the smartest person in the room. Instead, every conversation begins with the possibility that the founder has seen something the market—and the investor—hasn't.
That philosophy also explains why Singh refuses to romanticise instinct.
When people accuse venture capitalists of backing pedigree over potential, he doesn't dismiss the criticism. He reaches for data.
Fireside analysed thousands of startups and found a clear correlation between pedigree and higher success rates. But Singh doesn't confuse correlation with destiny. The data helps him understand probabilities. It doesn't absolve him of the responsibility to recognise outliers. After all, venture capital has never been about finding the obvious winner. It's about recognising the exception before everyone else does. The younger Singh searched for confirmation. The older one searches for contradiction.
It is tempting to mistake all this for philosophy.
It isn't.
Ideas are cheap. Every investor has a framework. Every fund has a playbook. The only question that matters is whether either survives contact with reality.
In Fireside's case, they did.
Long before they became household names, Fireside had backed companies such as boAt, Mamaearth and Yoga Bar. Over the years, that conviction extended to brands such as Pilgrim, The Sleep Company, Slurrp Farm, Vahdam India, Supertails, Wellbeing Nutrition and several others that have gone on to redefine categories or create entirely new ones. It would be easy to look at that portfolio and conclude that Fireside simply became good at spotting winners.
Singh would probably disagree. He isn't looking for certainty. He's looking for founders who know something others don't.
That's an important distinction. Most investors spend their lives trying to predict markets. Singh spends his trying to understand people.
The consumer is changing, distribution is changing, technology is changing. This means certainty expires faster than curiosity. Perhaps that explains why Fireside's meetings don't always begin with questions about valuation or revenue multiples.
Sometimes they begin with supply chains, sometimes with packaging, sometimes with shelf life, and sometimes with a founder's blind spot. Capital, Singh believes, is only one part of the partnership. If it becomes the only part, the partnership has already failed.
That is also why, despite building one of India's most successful consumer-focused venture firms, Singh rarely speaks about returns with the same enthusiasm that he speaks about founders. Ask him about the portfolio, and the conversation invariably circles back to the people building it.
This isn't accidental. It reveals what Singh has been investing in all along. Not products. Not categories. People.
For all the portfolio reviews, investment committees and board meetings, Singh's favourite moments as an investor don't happen inside conference rooms.
They happen inside ordinary homes. He spots one of his portfolio companies sitting quietly on a kitchen shelf or in a bathroom cabinet. A bottle. A packet. A product that, years earlier, had existed only as an idea in a founder's notebook.
He picks it up.
Then, almost mischievously, he asks the obvious question.
"Aapne ye kahaan se khareeda? (from where did you buy this)." The answer never really matters. The conversation does.
How did they discover it? Why did they choose it? Would they buy it again? It's a small ritual. Almost invisible. But it says something about Singh that no balance sheet ever could.
He isn't admiring a valuation. He's looking for validation. For a venture capitalist, that's an unusual instinct. For a founder, it's almost inevitable. Perhaps that is why Singh never seems entirely comfortable with the mythology surrounding venture capital.
He accepts that, somewhere along the way, he has probably become the villain in somebody's story. A founder who believed more capital should have come. An entrepreneur he chose not to back. An investor he had to turn away.
He doesn't resist that idea. He accepts it as part of the job. What he refuses to accept is the mythology that venture capitalists are somehow the heroes. Because heroes build. Investors enable. There is a difference.
Late in our conversation, I ask him one final question. If life offered him a reset, would he choose to become a founder again or remain a venture capitalist?
The answer comes almost instinctively. "If I was 35," he says, "operating company founder for sure." It is an extraordinary answer. Not because it diminishes venture capital. But because it reveals where his heart still lives.
His designation may say venture capitalist. His instincts still belong to a founder. That’s why, perhaps, in an industry built on certainty, confidence and conviction, Singh keeps returning to a question most investors would rather leave unanswered.
Did I do my job?