In a place near the Golden Gate of the Golden State of the United States, I daydream on my way to work in the morning, work at just a job through the day, and love my loved ones in the evening. Playing by this script over and over the years, I'm so wound up that when night falls, I can never unwind in the Cradle of Dreams. This is when I put pen to paper and calligraph absurd whorls of the real and the surreal.

Phew! So glad to get the above psuedo-literary babble off my brain!

A cause I root for is improving the lives of developmentally challenged children and their caregivers.

I also occasionally program folk music of different cultures from around the world, on a local radio station.

I got my start in writing by translating a Kannada story. Here is the URL: The Essence Of Being Human<<