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    A Mall Bench and The Judgmental People (in My Head)

    Is this a social experiment or a self-experiment? I am not really sure. Maybe I will function under the pretence that it is a social one, so that I can live with myself. But deep down, I know I am mortified of doing this. In fact, my fingers are trembling nervously as I type, betraying…

  • Your Brain is on Weed (even if you have never smoked before)

    Imagine being a brain scientist, or a pothead (or both) in the 1990’s, and waking up to this headline1:   That is exactly what happened in December 1992, when the field reported two ground-breaking discoveries in a single issue of Science2 (the NY Times of modern scientific research). Scientists had finally identified a specific receptor–the…

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    To be “me” or not to be

    I still find it hard (read impossible) to look at myself in the mirror in presence of another person. A part of me feels too ashamed to indulge in “self-admiration” (as if looking in a mirror meant that I was Narcissus himself). A more critical part of me has this convoluted idea that if I…

  • Why??

    Hey, hi! Let’s see how good your logical skills are, shall we? Here’s a set of 4 cards: I make a claim that “odd numbered cards can only have a primary color (red, green, blue) on their flip side”. Which 2 cards would you flip to check the trueness of my claim? . If you…

  • Finding Time

    This article comes to you from ward 2A of Lok Nayak Hospital, as I sit idly at the nursing station, having ticked off all the tasks I needed to complete in the ward- the umpteen samples drawn and reports entered and foley’s catheters inserted. Earlier today, I was listening to one very interesting podcast episode…

  • There’s Someone in My Head, But It’s Not Me

    The idea for this article comes from a random morning where for some reason, instead of going through my morning routine mindlessly as usual, I actually decided to think about it. I reached out to pick up my toothbrush from amongst a handful that belonged to my family, and I could not, for the life…

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    The Hard Problem of Consciousness

    Are you conscious? Is an ant? Is a grain of salt? Why does it matter what consciousness is? Well, for me, it is so fundamental to my existence that I feel I cannot know myself without first having thought about what consciousness is- and where does it come from, and why does it exist, and…

  • Life is a Highway

    I was sitting in the back of my car today, travelling on my regular route, and I couldn’t help but terribly miss the feeling of being behind the wheel. I recently suffered an ankle injury that has left me unable to do so much as walk straight, much less drive safely (we’re recovering quick though!)….

  • Decisive Moments

    Before my ankle broke earlier this week, I had gotten into a pretty decent routine of getting up at 4:30 AM in the morning and going to the gym. It was by far one of the most fulfilling things I did in the day, and naturally I was super proud of myself. I possibly cannot…

  • On science

    (T- 57 mins) As I type this, 4 astronauts are preparing to be launched into space (if interested, look up the NASA SpaceX Crew-5 Mission). Times like these, you wonder at the beauty that is science. I’ve spent my life being fascinated by stuff like this, but that is not what I want to talk…

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    The gut is a brain

      Your body can encode about 25,ooo genes. But there’s another 5 million genes that are produced by the bacteria that live in your gut. That’s more than 99% of the total genetic material of your body! (1) The gut is very commonly referred to as the ‘second brain’ of our body, and for very…

  • Got my first ever 3-point shot!!! (a random update)

    I got my first 3-pointer ever! (In case you don’t play or follow basketball, a 3-pointer is a shot taken from this D area, and it requires considerable strength to get the ball that far :P) I have played basketball most of my childhood, was on the school team and we played some interschool competitions,…