Hey! I’m Nami or Namita Shah (however you know me... still an identity crisis I’m working through). If you don’t know me at all, I come from an industry where words are currency—press releases, pitches, punchy captions that “convert.” For a long time, writing meant performing. Getting it “right.” Sounding polished. Pleasing people. The goal was always impact, results, approval.

But somewhere along the way, I realized I didn’t actually know what my voice sounded like when no one was grading it.

That’s where this blog comes in. It’s a soft place I made for myself—to think out loud, say the quiet stuff, and write the things I need to hear, even (especially) when I don’t have all the answers. I’ve always had a hard time verbalizing how I feel in real time (shoutout to the overthinkers and emotionally constipated fellas), but writing is where it all finally clicks. It’s how I process what’s been sitting in my brain like 32 open Chrome tabs—and it’s been healing in ways I didn’t expect.

So if you’re here, reading this: welcome. This blog is part love letter, part diary, part chaotic group chat with my inner child, the whole SHAH-bang!

Thanks for coming to my TED Talk. <3