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Two South Asian men in a Kerala courtyard discussing and pointing at a glowing phone, capturing the mood of trying ChatGPT for the first time

Trying ChatGPT for the First Time: What I Told My Friend

A few days ago, I sat across from my old school friend Arjun at a tea shop in Kollam. He […]

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A man in a simple shirt and trousers stands on the edge of a mist-covered hillside in a Kerala-like landscape, gazing into a fog-filled valley. Soft golden lines resembling a digital network or constellation glow subtly through the fog, suggesting hidden connections. The scene is calm, introspective, and painterly, visually representing the idea of using ChatGPT instead of Google—especially when the search begins in uncertainty and intuition rather than clear keywords.

When ChatGPT Works Better Than Google

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A traditional oil or acrylic-style painting of a lone person standing at a forked dirt path in rural India during golden hour. One path is wide, sunlit, and well-trodden, while the other is narrow, shaded, and partly overgrown with vegetation. The person, seen from behind, wears simple Indian clothing and stands still in quiet contemplation. The surrounding landscape includes reddish laterite soil, palm trees, dry grass, and a distant tree canopy. The mood is reflective and calm, symbolizing an internal choice between two contrasting directions.

Should I Make What I Love or What Will Sell?

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A top-down view of a wooden desk with scattered documents, including one labeled “AGREEMENT DRAFT” at the center. A black pen rests diagonally on the paper. To the left, a laptop is partially open, and a ceramic coffee mug sits nearby with some coffee inside. At the bottom right, two identification cards—an Aadhaar and PAN card—are partially visible. The lighting is warm and natural, evoking a thoughtful, slightly overwhelmed workspace.

What I Wish I Knew Before Registering My Film Company

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A dimly lit, old school bathroom with beige tiled walls and a simple white sink beneath a large, slightly fogged mirror. In the mirror’s blurred reflection, the faint silhouette of a small child is visible, softly obscured by water droplets and light. Warm sunlight filters in through a high window, casting a nostalgic glow over the worn space.

Love Doesn’t Wait for Us to Grow Up

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Musings

Trying ChatGPT for the First Time: What I Told My Friend

A few days ago, I sat across from my old school friend Arjun at a tea shop in Kollam. He […]

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When ChatGPT Works Better Than Google

More and more, I find myself turning to ChatGPT instead of Google. Especially when I don’t even know what I’m […]

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Should I Make What I Love or What Will Sell?

A reader messaged me after they finished reading The Wedding Chase. “It was a good read for passing time,” they […]

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Short Fiction

Revealing My Next Story, I'm Scared | Idea to Story

Revealing My Next Story, I’m Scared | Idea to Story

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Shyam Wants to be a Film Director

Shyam Wants to be a Film Director, But

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യാത്രയായ് സൂര്യാങ്കുരം ഏകയായ് നീലാംബരം

യാത്രയായ് സൂര്യാങ്കുരം, ഏകയായ് നീലാംബരം

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In The Hut Below The Snow Covered Mountains

In The Hut Below The Snow Covered Mountains

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