I got into computer science because of video games. That's the whole origin story. I wanted to know how the thing on screen actually worked, and once I started pulling at it the love story began. Since then I've pretty much been destined to be a nerd.
The journey wasn't straight. High school, then the actual engineering, then whatever caught my attention next: full-stack apps, cross-platform development, a long stretch in blockchain, and now scalable AI systems. I never had a five-year plan, just a habit of chasing whatever I couldn't stop thinking about.
Everyone says I'm excellent, and honestly, they have a point. I'm a genius, allegedly. A born genius, or so I'm told. But what actually separates me is the love: for computer science, for studying, for picking up knowledge just because it's interesting. And not just picking it up. I like passing it on.
Off the clock I'm tinkering, reading, or watching a movie. I play a lot. I follow cricket, football, and F1, and I'll shout at my screen for five players in a country I've never visited, hammering away at a keyboard. I like people who are as weird as I am. I chair the coding communities at my college, organize national hackathons, and I'll argue about a spicy topic until one of us gives up.