Hi, I'm Preeti Vangani. I am always the first person to start dancing (badly) at parties, I obsessively talk about books, TV shows and movies and will most definitely write an epic-grief poem if you steal my fries. You can jump straight to my 'official bio' below. But reading a life only by its amassed pedigree is a Wikipedia entry.  I grew up in a now increasingly unliveable yet lovable city of Bombay. Before my shiny writing credits, I tallied balance sheets in college as an Economics grad and went on to market hair dyes, prickly heat powder and toothpaste riding off of an MBA. Over that cubicled decade, I practised writing in between meetings and sometimes, during them. By which I mean, I wrote very good tweets, performed at local comedy shows and spoken word poetry nights. If someone told me a decade ago my life was about to flip into an existence rooted in poetry and storytelling, I'd laugh-spill my office-machine-bad-coffee. In 2016, after much internal and familial debate (read: passive aggressive quarreling) I hit pause on my marketing career and moved from Bombay to San Francisco for a writing program. Ever since, there hasn't been a day that I haven't spent time in the company of poems and a community of writers who regularly pull me out of the Imposter Syndrome pothole. I write, I teach, I nap, I drink more chai than water. You can now proceed to read my long and short bios in your best Morgan Freeman voice.