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Heyyy, I'M VISHVAM — PROFESSIONAL OVERTHINKER OF SEARCH RANKINGS
This is my story and mistakes I have Done Along the way.
A confused diploma kid who loved cricket a little too much, tripped face-first into SEO, somehow became a founder, promptly burned out, ran away to Bangalore, and is now suspiciously happy. Roughly 70% of this went wrong before it went right. Get a chai — we're going to be here a while.
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2019 · THE PLAN WAS: NO PLAN
I finished my diploma and immediately had a crisis.
Picture it: a fresh diploma in hand, zero idea what to do with it, and a brain that only ever wanted to talk about one thing — cricket. Not “casually enjoyed cricket.” I mean argued-with-strangers-online-at-2am obsessed. Watching Kohli grind in that era did something to me: it made me want to be that ridiculously serious about something. I just didn't know what that something was yet. (Spoiler: it was not, in fact, cricket.)
So I did the most reasonable thing an unemployed 20-something could do — I started a blog. SportzCliq. A tiny cricket website where I wrote about matches and stats like the entire internet was hanging on my every word. It was not. My audience was, generously, three people and a bot. But I loved it, and I refused to stop.
Here's the plot twist nobody warned me about: while desperately trying to get those three readers to become four, I accidentally taught myself SEO. And that scrappy, unread, borderline-embarrassing blog quietly handed me my first SEO client. My failure had a side hustle. The side hustle became my life.
A SLIGHTLY UNHINGED CONFESSION
I'll do SEO for free.
You know that line — “if you'd do it without getting paid, that's the thing you actually love”? Well, I'd genuinely optimise a stranger's website at a wedding if they let me. I love keyword research more than is medically advisable. I get excited about internal linking. This is my personality now. (My clients do pay me, to be clear. Bangalore rent is not free, and neither is the filter coffee habit.)
THE ONE ACTUAL LIFE GOAL
Work till 40. Then vanish into farming — or a café nobody can find.
That's the entire five-year-plus plan. Grind at the thing I love until I hit 40, then become a farmer. Or open a tiny café somewhere so gloriously remote that no customer could ever locate it — so I can just… eat all the food myself. Hahahahaha. I'm only half joking. Okay. A third. Don't apply for a table.
