The author has a BTech-MTech Dual Degree in aerospace engineering from IIT Madras, and got his two sheets of paper at the 47th convocation of IITM. (Like a friend of mine says, they give degrees to pretty much anybody, these days.) He is currently pursuing a PhD degree (which seems to keep running away) at the TIFR Centre for Interdisciplinary Sciences, Hyderabad, and at JNCASR, Bangalore, and thinks Charles Correa is a genius for having designed the only place where the author feels at home more than at IITM.
The author is also quite nerdy (and likes writing about himself in the third person, but will stop now), as is proven conclusively by that most conclusive type of proof, an internet-based NerdTest:
If you are the kind of person who thinks they can figure people out from what they say or write, there’s a whole category of posts called Personal. See, for example, my take on celebrating birthdays. There is also my atheism.
I hope to write (semi-)professionally in the future. My first article was published in The Caravan, in September 2012.
I have written for JNC’s (literary) Magazine., Fingerprints. I wrote about olfaction and nocturnal sex-drive in drosophila; I wrote about non-vegetarian food and attempts to segregate non-vegetarian food on the JNC campus. I also wrote about human memory and the ways it is fallible, imperfect and open to influence and bias.
The Fifth Estate, the campus magazine of IIT Madras asked me to write about a rule banning women from entering men’s hostel rooms. My essay on the matter reiterates what I have been saying for a long time; perhaps better than before.
I have a Sony Cybershot (only because I stole it from my parents, and can’t afford anything better) that I take random pictures with. I also have friends with better cameras, who are open-source suckers aficionados and let me use their pictures on my blog.
I can do some neat things with MS Paint. (I should learn Gimp, I know) The blog avatar you see above is my own creation. I’ve also made the odd graph, a la GraphJam.
I am known to show symptoms of the SIWOTI syndrome. A little like this: (SiWotI… get it?)
Learning to be Terse began as an attempt at learning to write without getting stuck in the ‘thinking about writing’ phase. I wrote the GRE, and got a 3.0 on the writing section. I learnt later, or so I would like to think, that this was because my essay only had three paragraphs, and GRE’s writing score grows monotonically with essay length. I’d spent the first 20 minutes of the allowed 45 trying to think about what to write than simply writing. I have a feeling that this will never again be a problem in my life.