Reinventing my personal blog
Shaken Not Stirred
When you work at Wobe, you’re bound to have conversations like these at some point:
As the cofounder and CEO of a tech startup working to improve financial inclusion in one of the world’s largest countries that is also one…
The Last Mile
How to create products for emerging markets
How to Build Something
Wobe’s founder on the basics for technical success
On The Spectrum
I found out, as an adult, that I was on the autism spectrum. That helped me make sense of the world, of why I struggled so much as a child.
Wordpress to Jekyll
A brief flirtation with Jekyll, my first static site generator. I've moved on to happier tools since.
What 31 Feels Like
Discovering that birthdays in your 30s are rather different.
My article on Indonesia in Brink, last month
An article I wrote about the Indonesian middle class and tech
Panic at the Disco
Why the Orlando gay club shooting in 2016 hit close to home for every queer person around the world. It certainly did for me.
In 2004 I came to Kolkata for the first time. To say it made an impression would be an understatement. From time to time, I still return to it.
In Small Rooms with Betawi Women
I lived in Jakarta for a couple of very happy years. The old women there was my favorite people.
When I Was Young
For most of the '10s I was perpetually in transit. It was more romantic on paper than it really was.
Is the Self-Hosted Blog Dead?
Every once in a while I try to blog again. I usually think using a new blogging platform will help. It never does.
Tan Boon Chye
A surprising slice of life of old Singapore.
And all the roads that led you there were winding
The Cult of Busy
I do quite a few things. Run a startup. Run two non-profits. Mentor queer kids. Spend a lot of time with my family, partner and our dog…
A Sucker Punch in the Gut
I don’t follow my gut as much as let my gut punch out a path.
A list of stuff I wrote since 2003, sorted thematically.
The Borneo Express
My family took me to Borneo, not Disneyland, as a kid. I will forever be grateful for it.
I’m Over Here
My heartbreak was metered: sixteen paisa per second.
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