To hitch your rickety wagon to another fallible human being — what an insane thing to do. What a burden, and a gift. Come celebrate our madness with us!
Ariha is a lovely mixture of Bombay grit and New York class you won’t find anywhere else. Street savvy like no other, but with strong opinions about what makes for good cheesecake.
She was born in Bombay (it was still called that in 1990), but spent half her life growing up in the states. Because of this she actually has both accents and switches between them quite unconsciously - something she’s usually kind enough to warn you about before it happens.
Ariha’s first love is books. Where others might dream about fancy clothes or fast cars, Ariha dreams about owning a library or running a bookstore. I’ve never met someone who reads more, she’s an inspiration.
Nurtured by wonderful teachers at a high school rightly known for producing strong-willed independent women, and educated at NYU and Stanford, Ariha is my best friend and the love of my life - if you don’t know her yet, I hope that changes soon!
– Clark
Clark's Story
On the morning of April 18, 1988, a giant baby* was born. The giant baby grew into a gangly, quiet, introspective kid who could spend hours fiddling, and building, and learning. He loved legos, and science, and trains, and food.
29 years later, not much has changed.
Clark is the most sincere, spacey, generous, silly person I’ve ever met. He can match me neurosis for neurosis, pun for pun, chilli pepper for chilli pepper.
And he’s always down to spend all day at a bookstore with me.
#blessed y’all
*Clark was 11 lbs at birth. Yes, 11.
– Ariha
Our Story
Like all the best love stories, this one starts with a burrito.
At Stanford, on a cold February day in 2015, a boy offered a girl a bite of his burrito.
The girl, weirded out by this offer from a boy she’d known for all of three minutes, refused.
What followed was a weekend of many pickle-in-a-bag jokes, bruised snowboarding bums, flirting (him), and complete ignorance of any such flirting (her).
Since then we’ve: actually eaten a pickle in a bag (delicious), gotten many more injuries snowboarding (including a concussion), lived in a van, visited an incredible outdoor bookstore, stayed at a royal palace, baked bread, made jam, survived two bouts of dengue, traveled, gotten on each other’s nerves, become best friends, and eaten approximately 8,900,870 burritos.
