Get to Know Me!

When I was three, I hijacked a Republic Day stage.
Without warning my family, I informed the organising committee of the community event that I would be performing. With sheer confidence and clarity in pronunciation, I went on to perform the National Anthem and awed the audience. That's how my grandma always narrated this incident. 

I still carry that little girl with me, with the continued belief that I can command a room, speak with absolute clarity, and find the guts to execute a bold idea without overthinking it. 

If a 3-year-old me was that much of a baddie, just imagine what a 22-year-old version can do. Or don't imagine and let's chat!