Where do I begin? Why am I typing this? What am I hoping to get from this? I am not sure. But here goes. Sudha seems to be closer to who I really am. So, you can call me Sudha. I was born in a dingy government funded hospital in a small town in South India called Chengalpattu. Before I can speak I was yanked away to another small village called Guduvanchery where I spent about 16 years, playing cricket, getting chased by buffaloes, learning to ride mopeds, and other adventures.
There were fun times, but by no means my childhood was easy. Then I moved to Chennai, a nearby metropolitan. Weird, surreal and formative four years. Everything has its time.
Like a good little Indian boy, I studied Mechanical Engineering. But for some inexplicable reason, I wanted to move to New Zealand to study film. Something about New Zealand attracted me. The quiet, the green, the remote location. But I ended up in Canada and did a project management degree. I gave up asking why. Six excruciating years in Canada.
Homelessness, poverty, hunger, deep depression, constant suicidal thoughts, just a buffet of exciting mental issues. I packed my bags and moved to India. Two wandering years in India. Then for some reason I secured a job in a remote corner of Southern China.
Confusing first year, and a beautiful second year. Someone decided to eat a bat in a wet market? Or was it the Americans? Or a bio war? I went back to India. Spent 2 years in a room locked up with my parents. About thirty panic attacks later, I packed my bags and moved to a remote island in Thailand.
