The Mystery Remains

The Mystery Remains

  I often return to a memory from when I was not more than five years old. I was sitting outside my house with an empty milk packet in my hand. I washed it, poured a little water into it, and through the translucent plastic the water looked almost like ice. Like many...
Becoming an algorithm

Becoming an algorithm

Royal Challengers winning the elusive trophy, children being subjected to intense violence in Palestine and everything inbetween rests in my palm and changes at the instruction of my fingertip. I live this life with all these fighting to engage with my measuring mind....
Strange Sequences

Strange Sequences

After many years a conversation abruptly reminded me of an event that took place while I was in college. I graduated with a degree in Life Sciences in the year 2007. We studied under three departments, Chemistry, Botany and Zoology from a very old institution located...