I am a compulsive skeptic, in love with the ‘art of the testable’. In music making, I find a microcosm of human acumen that is informed by both - the innate and the entrained. After visiting egregious spots in my identity dilemma, I have reconciled with the duality that I am an artist trapped in a skeptic’s cortex. The challenge ahead is to effectively put my brain where my heart is; to pursue explorations of music making from a neuroscientific perspective. I wish to find out how music taps into a metamorphic dexterity of thought and ability that is common to scientific deliberations, as if, celebrating a unity of the human animus and the crazy gestalt that it is. I am in search of those moments of ‘anandatmanubhuti’, of mindful immersion – the only raw materical needed to either create powerful music or poignant science. Rest of my time is spent in traveling to and from coffee shops around Harvard, to deliciously caffeinate my nerves. Well, that is from what remains after my famous bouts of oversleeping and burgeoning guilt that follows.

I perform Carnatic Classical music; although it's too early to euphemize it as a life in music, catch a glimpse of my life with music here. Be floored by the gorgeous sounding phonemes that appear in the soporific titles of my scientific works. Some pictures that I care about can be found here. If you are the tedious types, read All my bak-bak or Euphonical Euphemisms for some ramblings on music.