Hey, Welcome 👋 

I am sharing my journey here. Many of these are just self reflections, introspection notes. I used to write regularly around 2019. Then I got too comfortable on my whatsapp notes. But nothing can beat the thrill of publishing on internet right? So here I am.

Life has been good to me. And I believe eventually it will be good to everyone. Super highs, lows, everything will be averaged out. And collectively this average will only go up, and you will play an important role to take this average up - doesn't matter where you are, what you are doing, you will make the life good. 

I think this is a good glimpse into what I will do here. Let's go ✌️

Dart board showing bulls eye.
Bikram Sutar

I overprepared again 😐

In the 2nd week of September 2024, I flew to Mumbai for my b1/b2 US visa interview. Good news is I got the visa. On this note, I am sharing how I overprepared for the interview. And how, I often at times, overprepare. The interviews…

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Bikram's website
Bikram Sutar

Personal website is live 🚀

Okay, it was live always, but wasn't updated. My website and blogs were in one place. To write a blog I had to open my terminal and a code editor. This was a huge friction. And slowly as I mentioned earlier, Whatsapp notes took over.

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Self Note - Present is real!

Past is gone. Future is yet to come. Present is what you live. It is easy to carry burden of past and bias our decisions - Morgan Housel, The Psychology of Money. Similarly it is easier to look too much into future and ruin our…

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Life is good
Bikram Sutar

Life is Good

This is September 15th 2024, IST 2:05am. I am at Mumbai airport. Waiting for my fight to home. Boarding will start at 2.30. So I have like 20 minutes to write it. So, I will make it short. Let's just talk about why am I…

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Lucid dream illustration
Bikram Sutar

Nightmares & Dreams

I used to have regular nightmares. I was in school. Probably in 5th grade. I used to dream of scary demons chasing me. I used to try to run, but couldn't take a step; my legs used to feel like stone. And most of those…

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