The Cosmic Drummer
A late-night conversation about why Lord Shiva might be the original rock star -- and what the third eye might actually mean.
Writing
2011
Goodbye 2010, Goodbye Hyderabad
New Year. Half-packed boxes. The city I'm leaving is the city I learned to be free in.
2010
Rare Pictures of Hyderabad
Old photos of a city I've lived in for two and a half years and mostly walked past.
The Chaos
An 800-line poem that proves English pronunciation has worse consistency than most legacy codebases.
Fast Car
Tracy Chapman wrote the only song about leaving that gets it exactly right.
Clean designs
The training gave me syntax. My first manager gave me taste.
Love, Life, Nostalgia
Coincidence. No miracles. No fate. Three sentences of certainty, written late.
Monologue of an Idiotic Soul
That voice in your head that says you don't belong here. A conversation with it.
Standing at the Starting Line
I have a working install and a blank page. I've been picking fonts.