Tuesday, April 28, 2026

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Monday, April 20, 2026

Join Me at Facebook

 

Learning about inflammation is one of the best things you can do for yourself. It is a subject I speak about often.
My insights are based on more than 15 years of intensive study, research, observation, and experience.
I aspired to build a career dedicated to raising inflammation awareness among the public. However, my children were small, and I had to place that ambition on the back burner. I focused on health writing. I ran a publication 'The Medical Writer' in Medium. (https://medium.com/the-medical-writer).
Now that they are more independent, I am returning to this purpose. My business card is underway, Meanwhile, I wish to share my knowledge on inflammation with those who need and want it.
If you are interested, please reach out via message or email. Ask your questions, and if we mutually agree, we can schedule a consultation.
It's by no means an easy subject, but I tell it in a storytelling way, that it becomes easy, digestible. So, even my kids have strong knowledge of inflammation.
I have Venmo set up for professional payments. The compensation is for my skill and time, which will be generous, and will consider the client's situation.
That said, I am not interested in scammers. I welcome only genuine inquiries and will respond accordingly.
Thank you. (I do art for hobby; I am actually a microbiologist-bioinformatician with a bunch of PhD and Masters.). 👩‍🎓

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Thursday, March 5, 2026

Photos and Thoughts

 

On an afternoon walk, the loud chirping of house finches on a scrub oak tree was so delightful. It’s bird therapy.

Just today I was telling my kids that happiness does not have to cost a penny. In a world where earning money is becoming harder, it is a good idea to find happiness without spending anything.

So here they are, making chalk hearts in our garden, surrounded by beautiful spring flowers.

My daughter picks up Japanese words as I learn them. Here she has made chlak art and written hanami, the flower-viewing tradition. When I asked her, “Hanami is watching flowers, and hanabi is fireworks. Which one would you choose?” she said, “Hanami, of course.”

One night I could not sleep because of my daughter’s cough, so I went out for a dawn walk. I have seen many sunsets, but not many dawn skies. That day I saw the soft morning colors rising slowly.

This is my favorite nook in the garden. Here I sit, soak in the sun, and look at the little Buddha surrounded by arugula, nasturtium, mustard, and daisies. My stress disappears. I know nobody else created this space for me but i did it myself. Sometimes we have to create our own happiness.

This is the western vista from my house, but today my brain played a little trick on me. For a moment it looked like a mountain covered with clouds. It was just clouds.

I hope you enjoy the photos and the thoughts. 

Monday, January 12, 2026

Digital Arts for Sell at $1-$3

Hi all,

If you read me you know, I am passionate about art.


Check my arts for sale in Gumroad. Gumroad

Minimal price. Just $1-$3. 


The art of 'Buddhist monk and dog' got good response.




Thank you for support.

 

Friday, December 26, 2025

Tuesday, December 23, 2025

Tuesday, December 16, 2025

Some Photos..

 Bumble bee on sea fig.



Parrots on cassia tree..


Coulter pine..



Friday, December 5, 2025

When Rain Came

  

@Seema

Back then, in the nineties,

in rural India,

monsoon was regular and strong.

We were an agrarian community,

so rains were very important,

to start paddy cultivation.

We would wait, watching the swallows

as harbingers of rain,

and then one day,

black carpets of dense clouds

would cover the sky.

The monsoon had arrived—

to linger for months,

to make the parched land

lush again,

to fill the rivers and ponds,

cattle would be plump up.

We sat leisurely on porches,

enjoying the clouds and rain,

watching birds carry twigs,

to build nests on the trees,

as we munched

crispy pakoras, puffed rice,

with ginger milk tea.

That was bliss,

now I am an immigrant,

in a faraway continent,

Things are not the same,

as we know,

life rhythm is fast,

weather erratic

but I still stand at the window,

sip my tea, and watch the rain

with great delight and passion.

Come what may, we must not lose

the connection with nature,

in its nurturing bosom,

lies our peace and happiness.

 

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