I was born and raised in Nepal. My core childhood memory is of sleeping beside my late grandpa in the cold winter, inside the factory, wrapped in a blanket and his warm hug. Our bed was made from a cardboard box stuffed with clothes, and around me was the old, aging smell of him. After school, he would pick me up. I would hang my bag in his hands and run off with my shirt buttons open, playing with friends, his warnings sounding in the background, which I barely listened to. And every time he had money, he took me to eat samosa.
After eighteen, my days were shaped by plants, meditation, and a home filled with books, music, and movies.
I chose to do a bachelor’s in Information Management so I could stand at the intersection of technology and business. I topped my class, worked in software development, and later turned to research and teaching. It doesn’t even feel like work to me, and that is why I love it most.
Above all, a few catalysts shaped my life: a teacher, a book, and a few important people who arrived in 2026. In the years ahead, I want to be part of innovation that touches the lives of ordinary people, while quietly working on my Plan A, in disguise.