In school I was good at science and mathematics, and for a long time that was the whole of it. The subject became personal when my uncle, after fighting HIV/AIDS and tuberculosis for years, lost that battle. I was young, and I remember deciding that I wanted to work on problems like his. As I grew older it became clear that my abilities and instincts pointed toward physics rather than medicine, and I followed them.

This page is a space for writing at a more relaxed pace than journal articles allow. Each post borrows its title from an adventure in my own odyssey, the journey in life and science that has carried me far from home, through Bangalore, Missouri, Oak Ridge, and now Vancouver.