quick file, badly organized
Vegetarian. Single. Likes going to bars and clubs alone. Loves photography and, with equal dedication, thinking about photography without taking the picture.
Lives with Audi, Kaalu, Paru, and Titli. Still carries Jojo, Browny, and Shoni everywhere.
Will find an Indian restaurant, a magic show, a roller coaster, and an unnecessarily beautiful lamp in almost any city.
brain drawer
Psychology and philosophy get to live together here. “I think, therefore I am” is one of those ideas I keep returning to—not because it solves anything, but because it makes consciousness feel like evidence.
I love ghost stories and mythology. I am not religious. I am also not letting reality's lack of proof ruin a good story.
places that rearranged me
Tiger safaris at Panna and Bandhavgarh. Taj Mahua Kothi with my brother. Those deadly 5:30 a.m. starts, then the thrill of being awake in a forest that did not care about us at all.
Universal Studios: Florida, Japan, LA. Still missing China and Singapore. Roller coasters: yes. Long car rides: no.
the house I only see from inside
When I imagine my dream house, I never picture the outside. Only rooms, lamps, pools of warm light, and where everyone would sit.
One room must be small, dark, and wooden: part cigar room, part reading room. My mother will probably kill me. The room remains in the plans.
things with permanent residency
Pink. Lamps. Animals. Animated movies. Horror. Fanta. Coke. Burgers. Pizza. Indian food. Zara. Ralph Lauren lately. FIFA. Overcooked—play with me and I may fall in love. Asphalt—the only game I am actually good at. Magic shows everywhere.