hey,

i’ve always been that kid. the one who asks too many questions. the one who notices small details others ignore. the one who collects broken things because “maybe i’ll use this someday.” the one who sketches on everything, writes random notes, experiments endlessly, and wonders what would happen if i tried it all.

i’ve been curious about everything - art, words, ideas, people. i sold a couple of artworks when i was younger, and since then i’ve been quietly exploring. painting, photography, reading, writing, even the tiny decisions in everyday life. curiosity is how i make sense of the world.

i’ve never been to a theater. there are only a few movies i’ve actually watched. i like clicking pictures, observing, walking, noticing how shadows fall, how light bends, how people behave. i try to understand humans.

maybe that’s why i enjoy product conversations: figuring out why something matters to people, not just how to build it.

i make mistakes. i try things and i overthink. perfectionism is a double-edged sword it drives me, it kills me, it keeps me noticing the little things, and sometimes it keeps me awake at night thinking about details nobody will remember.

i care about people. i love connecting with them. i love understanding them. i want to know what makes them tick, what excites them, what frustrates them. that’s the human side of everything i build, and the part that actually matters to me. i'm a people's person.

i cook. i enjoy the meals that i cook. becoming a chef could've been a great career path for me. but maybe god didn't want people to be this lucky ;)

i like philosophy. i like asking questions, reading answers, and realizing the answers never really stop. i like walking, thinking, observing, experimenting, failing, and trying again. i like exploring ideas that might go nowhere, because the act of exploring itself teaches me more than success ever could.

this is half of me: curious, messy, human, creative, always questioning, always learning, sometimes embarrassed & sometimes lost. trying to see the world, trying to make things that matter, trying to notice the details, trying to be me with myself and with others.

why half? because half of me is still unseen. even i haven’t met it yet. no, i’m not kidding.

okay enough! if you’ve made it this far, thank you. this is the part of me.

it’s just me, as i think, as i live, as i try.

— krishna 🐾

sept 14, 2025