Why I am a storyteller ?

In 2003-08, as a student of architecture, I often lost myself in daydreaming about the stories unfolding within empty spaces. The old buildings of India resonated like echoes of forgotten poems, each whispering secrets of the past. For my final year thesis, I boldly chose to explore the museum of Indian cinema, diving deep into research that led me to a vibrant community of local filmmakers. Assisting them on set was transformative; it felt as if I had finally found my tribe—kindred spirits who shared my insatiable curiosity about psychology, philosophy, history, and the essence of existence.

Attending countless film festivals, I immersed myself in a world that taught me about humanity. Though we are divided by time, space, geography, and experience, we are just the same at the very core. Movies became my catalyst for change, igniting a fire within me. A deep search for what it is to be a human being. This exploration of art, creation, and storytelling evolved into my very way of life. More than a story teller – A seeker of stories in all different forms.

Universe is made of countless stories just waiting to be told!