I was born into an Indian middle-class family, and my father used to work for Indian Railways. He worked with big engines and other equipment that I had no clue about, and I grew up surrounded by tools and machine parts, which occupied two-thirds of the wardrobe. Sometimes, I played

At this precise moment, I had a deep taste of the volcanic ground on my lips. My eyes, nose, and the rest of my face and body were covered in thick mud. I was standing in 50 centimeters of freezing flowing stream water, and my fingers were shivering. I started