Poetry in a dress. Weaver of words. Coder? Decoder. Dreamer. Designer of the human experience. Portfolio: nehajavalagi.github.io
In the corner of my corner office, my eyes dart from one screen to another, like a game of ping-pong.
“Look again at that dot. That’s here. That’s home. That’s us.” — Carl Sagan ( ahead of his time describing the space of voice assistants )
I have to be perfect, naturally conform.
Your own mental model, walking a platform.
A skirted subject, bright pink collar.
Excuse me, I’m raised to be taller.
I’m a Low pitch voice
shattering a glass ceiling.