My first swear word was “shit.” I used it in a very specific and, I might add, sophisticated way. I was three years old, sitting in the back seat of… Read More
Sharda Sekaran was formed in the multi-cultural, often volatile cradle that was New York City in the 1980s and 90s. Consequently, she is endowed with the appropriate balance of sarcasm and heart. An activist to her core, Sharda has been a vocal human rights defender since she was a teenager. She thinks storytelling is one of the best gifts of the human experience. Sharda lives in Brooklyn, surrounded by a wide selection of cheeses, crafts and strollers.