Brussels is home these days, and after Canada it feels wonderfully
small — everything is an hour away, and a cheap train turns a free
Saturday into a different country. The current plan is to buy a
bicycle and find out how much of the EuroVelo network these legs can
be talked into.
I have lived in three countries so far, and each one left something.
India raised me and gave me the confidence to reach for the stars.
Canada made me independent — it is where I learned to live as an
adult, to look after myself, and to enjoy doing it. Belgium is six
months in and still unwrapping.
Off duty I run on Punjabi music — if it is new to you, start with
Diljit Dosanjh; Ranjha is a good door in. I like
knowing what new technology can do before I have any reason to own it,
and I have lately developed an interest in how world news moves
financial markets — an interest that is, so far, strictly
theoretical. I am also spectacularly clumsy. I have made my peace
with it.
If any of this sounds like a conversation you would enjoy,
the coffee is on me.