The power of six

I spent yesterday night with my first bunch of engineering mentees and reports. I was so happy to be there with them, and we partied late into the early hours of the morning with much laughter and stories. There were stories awful too, but their potency waned a bit in the presence of so much … Continue reading The power of six

call me by your name

I had watched Tilda Swinton in I am Love, all those years ago, and it had left me with a lasting impression. There was the protagonist, secure and secured, in her mansion, with her perfect family and manicured gardens. There was the lover, a chef charming, her son's best friend, waking the protagonist with shrimp. … Continue reading call me by your name

a river’s tale

I was by a river this week, among the detritus of a steel town. There is garish gentrification gobbling up the deserted warehouses and boarded-up shops. Amazon might come soon, they say. I dislike the institution that defines this place, nearly as much as the priced out locals here do. It churns out expensive, mass … Continue reading a river’s tale

shape of water | avalanche

I went to see The Shape of Water today. I had been wanting to see it for a while, ever since I saw the trailer last month. The film was everything I expected and more; I wasn't disappointed at all. It was a full theater, and we gasped and sighed together as a single entity, … Continue reading shape of water | avalanche

far away and farther still | Tasmania

I liked Melbourne. And then I was on a train, and a lunatic driven by faith drove a car into a throng of people at Flinders Street. I was shaken, but managed to put it out of my mind, at least until I received a panicked call from across the Pacific after seeing the news. … Continue reading far away and farther still | Tasmania

Australia | this impulse of mine

I almost didn't make it here. Tickets were a last minute scramble. The decision to come was also an impulsive one. The Friday I set out, I had gone through the wringer at work, ending many months of a murky situation, and was quite sure I'd miss the flight. Fifteen hours later, I found myself … Continue reading Australia | this impulse of mine