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HALoGEN: Fantastic LLM Hallucinations and Where to Find Them

Mon, 29 Sep 2025 00:00:00 +0000

Why Do Evaluations Matter

Sun, 10 Aug 2025 00:00:00 +0000

Draft content.

Vienna

Sat, 09 Aug 2025 00:00:00 +0000

I’ve become the kind of person who says “There’s just something about Vienna.”

Why evaluation still matters

Fri, 01 Aug 2025 00:00:00 +0000

Short intro post. Replace me with your Markdown.

Fine

Sun, 22 Jun 2025 00:00:00 +0000

I don’t hate small talk.
I hate when small talk is a mask.
When it pretends to care but doesn’t.
I hate talk that feels like it’s holding its breath.
The kind that asks “How are you?”
and hopes I say “Fine,”
so we can both move on,
untouched and unchanged.

If you’re just being polite,
don’t.
I’d rather sit in silence with someone real
than swim in shallows with someone pretending.

No Other Way

Thu, 19 Jun 2025 00:00:00 +0000

I was born in Palanpur,
in a home made of cool marble and quiet love.
It’s one of my earliest memories,
not in sharp detail, but in feeling.

I remember the two little steps
between our living room and dining room,
the colored glass my maa had hand-painted with care,
and the hush of the house —
still, peaceful, safe.

Then the press closed.
Pappa’s printing business folded,
and we moved to Ahmedabad.
He became a chemist,
not by training, but by necessity.
Opened a small medical store,
and began working relentlessly.

A Study in Pink

Tue, 17 Jun 2025 00:00:00 +0000

I think about that night
more often than I expect.
Not because it was dramatic.
Not because something big happened.
But because something quietly shifted in me.
The kind of shift you don’t notice until years later,
when grief brushes past you in someone else’s story,
or when a pink shirt in a crowd pulls your gaze
and you don’t know why.

It comes back in fragments,
the way memories do —
a certain hush in the air,
the sheen of rain on the road,
and the kind of night
that feels slower than the rest.

Names I Never Knew

Thu, 12 Jun 2025 00:00:00 +0000

I wake in Houston,
still blind without my glasses,
eyes half-closed,
still clinging to sleep
and there it is:
“Is your family okay?”

A message like a crack
splitting the morning in two.

Fingers fumbling,
heart ahead of breath,
I call home.
Maa, Pappa.
their voices: steady.
They’re fine.
But a plane fell
from the sky into Ahmedabad.

Into BJ Medical.
Into a hostel where dreams slept.
They say students may have died.
Children of medicine.
Children of hope.

It Wasn't Raining Inside

Mon, 09 Jun 2025 00:00:00 +0000

Some friendships start in chaos,
like 11th-12th grade coaching, where sleep was a myth
and stress was the third friend in the room.

Shruti, you and I stuck like Fevicol back then,
laughing, venting, trying to make sense of derivatives and the universe.
Then undergrad came, and with it, silence.
Life got loud in other ways.
A trip. A few texts.
Eventually, we became birthday friends,
the kind who smile at a name on their phone once a year,
and mean it, even if it’s brief.

Almost Again

Fri, 06 Jun 2025 00:00:00 +0000

I’ve always loved watching a movie the second time.
The first time, I’m too tightly wound —
tense with questions,
chasing plot points, missing joy.
But the second time, I breathe.
I notice the music,
the way the light falls on someone’s face,
the way it all makes sense.

Maybe that’s just me.
I bloom in the repeat.

And maybe that’s why life feels so cruel sometimes,
because I only get to live it once.
No rewatch, no rewind.
Just a single, unblinking run.

Bookstore

Sun, 23 Feb 2025 00:00:00 +0000

Which are the books that you truly love? The answer will tell you a lot about who you presently are.

Stay a Student

Thu, 05 Dec 2024 00:00:00 +0000

At the start of 2024, I had the privilege of connecting with Rashmi Varma, an adjunct professor at the University of Texas and the CEO of both Innovate5G and Quantawatt. Her resume is a testament to her extraordinary career — spanning startups, MNCs, and whatnot, and if I were to list all her accomplishments, this blog might turn into a book.

On a sunny spring afternoon, we met for what was supposed to be a quick 30-minute chat. That half-hour turned into a two-hour conversation about everything under the sun. By the end of it, Rashmi offered me a TAship for her Quantum Computing course in the summer of 2024.

Ghela Saheb

Sun, 23 Apr 2023 00:00:00 +0000

My dada has always been an important person in my life. He had always been there for me, providing support and guidance as I navigated life’s ups and downs. When I was a little girl, he used to tell me stories about his life and his dreams for me. He often said he wanted to see me become a doctor, a noble and rewarding profession.

As I grew up, I developed my interests and passions. I realized my true calling was math, computers, and engineering. I wanted to pursue higher studies in the US and build a career in this field. When I shared my dreams with my dada, I was nervous about how he would react.

Adultish

Mon, 20 Mar 2023 00:00:00 +0000

To be mad in a deranged world is not madness; it’s sanity.

Understanding the Bias-Variance trade-off using R

Thu, 30 Jun 2022 00:00:00 +0000

Unsupervised Learning Approaches for Dimensionality Reduction and Data Visualization

Thu, 02 Sep 2021 00:00:00 +0000