Thinking out loud

Can a scientist and an artist coexist in the same body? That's a question that has plagued both me and my guidance counsellors from the beginning of my conscious life, through the awkward teen years of high school, when I was trying to decide on a career, till now. Life and career seemingly safely tucked …

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Fingers ájar

this is a heavily redacted version of this document. I have been caught with my hands in the cookie jar literally.  For some time, I haven't been feeling like myself. Which is primarily because the me I know would not be in my shoes now. I remember telling a friend of mine late last year …

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