
I build things.
Products, teams, and a life that took five countries to assemble.
The journey
Five countries, one through-line
Five countries. One person who keeps doing the same thing in each of them: taking something ambiguous and hard and turning it into something real that people can trust. This is the long way around to that sentence.
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Esfarāyen, Iran
1987 to 2006Born in a small town in northeast Iran, into a family of builders. My parents had little formal schooling, and my mother never learned to read, yet they started business after business from nothing. I grew up at the kitchen table while they sketched the next one, and I understood early that the map I'd been handed was smaller than the one I wanted.
the threadLearning to bet on an idea before anyone hands you permission. - 02
New Delhi, India
2006 to 2012I left at eighteen with three months of English and a dictionary, and came back with a bachelor's and a master's in computer science. I learned the language the way I'd later learn products: not from the textbook, but by listening for how people actually talk and what they're really asking for underneath it.
the threadFluency is listening, not vocabulary. - 03
Rome, Italy
2012 to 2014An MBA on a full scholarship. I already knew how to build the thing; I went to Rome to learn the half they don't teach engineers: how a product earns its market, and why the best idea still loses if no one can find the people it's for.
the threadThe engineer learning to think like the business. - 04
London, UK
2014Six months as a marketing intern, and my first real taste of the working world, in a city that runs on a hundred languages at once. It settled a question I'd been circling for years: I didn't want to study products from the outside. I wanted to build them.
the threadStudying products turned into needing to build them. - 05
New York, USA
2014 to 2019I arrived with two degrees and almost no experience, and built a career the only way I know how: one hard thing at a time. A fifteen-person startup where everyone did everything. A company through the chaos of its IPO year. Then platforms for international tax, where a wrong answer is expensive. New York is where I found product management and made it mine.
the threadAmbiguity stopped being the scary part and became the job. - 06
Los Angeles, USA
2019 to nowI moved west for family and the ocean, and did the work that finally pointed straight at what I care about. Subscription products at Amazon for Ring. Then Meta, where I crossed fully into product, and into AI and agentic systems that help decide what's safe at the scale of billions of people. Ambiguous, high-stakes, the kind where a confident wrong answer is worse than none. Exactly my kind of problem.
On the side, I built Yadegar. I'd journaled for twenty years in three languages, and when I read it all back I didn't find a list of events; I found a handful of things that kept being true. So I built the tool I wished I'd had, and shipped it, web and iOS, on my own.
the threadThe whole line coming into focus.
Read it back and it's one person the whole time. That's the job. It's also the story.
What I believe
A few things I hold to be true
Not slogans. These are the beliefs that quietly shape how I plan, how I debug, and how I treat the people I build with.
Think bigger, as policy, not a poster. Whatever I'm planning, the honest question is whether I've sized it too small.
Identity is a draft, not a possession. I hold no version of my own conclusions so tightly that I can't set it down when the evidence changes, which is how I treat a roadmap.
Don't blame the lotus. Look into the reasons. When something fails, the useful move is root cause, not fault. I built that into how I debug models and how I work with people.
Build your own castle. I stopped waiting for someone to hand me the plan a long time ago. I'd rather build the thing than wait for permission.
Off the clock
I don't have hobbies. I have practices.
Things I've kept up for a decade or more, the way some people keep up a faith.
Stillness
I've meditated for over ten years, skeptically, complaining the whole way through, and showing up anyway. A silent week at a Zen monastery with 3:50 a.m. wake-ups taught me more about my own mind than any book did.
It's how I stay calm owning systems where a confident wrong answer is worse than no answer.
Journaling
I've journaled since childhood, and almost every morning as an adult. Not a diary, a conversation. I interview myself, argue with my own fear, and get to the actual question under the noise.
Same muscle as finding the real problem under what a user says they want. It's also why Yadegar exists: I finally built the journaling tool I'd always wanted.
A page from the notebook
Hey you. What is it? I don't know, I feel stressed. About what? I'm not sure I know. Can we brainstorm? A lot has been happening, but really not much has been happening too. Tell me more... So what is it that you actually want?
They don't give me what I'm asking for, so I change my path and get what I want. It needs preparation. It needs patience. It needs effort and working hard. But I am ready.
Early mornings and long runs
I run when I'm stressed and I run when I'm happy, and it does the same thing every time: clears the noise. It's my truest brainstorming, my reset, my way of becoming. I picked it up when I moved to New York, first along the Hudson, later the Pacific, and it has always felt like one motion: running from what I no longer want, toward the version of me I want to become.
A surprising amount of my product thinking gets untangled mid-run, never at a desk.
The music I run toPoetry, in two languages
I collect poems and translate the ones that matter into Farsi. A poem isn't fully mine until it lives in both my languages.
I learned English by listening for meaning under words; I've built products the same way ever since.
A few I keep close
ClearingMartha Postlethwaite
Do not try to savethe whole worldor do anything grandiose.Read the full poem
صدای پای آب (The Sound of Water's Footsteps)Sohrab Sepehri
چشمها را باید شستجور دیگر باید دیدRead the full poem
Start Close InDavid Whyte
Start close in,don't take the second stepor the third,Read the full poem
Going where there's no map
Five countries, a year lived out of a single suitcase, and once a solo drive into the Mojave with no plan and no signal. I don't travel to see places. I travel to meet the next version of myself.
I'm most at home in the unknown, which happens to be where 0→1 product work lives.
Four continents, one suitcase.
The places I have visited, each marked with a pin on the world map: