entry 06!

I have always felt a profound connection to Kolkata, the city where I was born and raised. It's a place that knows the ins and outs of my very being. As I find myself reminiscing about its streets, its people, and the myriad experiences it gifted me, an overwhelming sense of nostalgia envelops my heart. In an attempt to capture the essence of this city, which holds an irreplaceable space in my soul, I feel compelled to put my sentiments into words.

Kolkata, often referred to as 'the City of Joy,' lives up to its name in every way imaginable. It's a melting pot of culture, a culinary haven, a canvas of diverse attires, a chaotic yet vibrant traffic symphony, a reservoir of kindness, and a hub of intellectuality. The city effortlessly blends the charm of hand-pulled rickshaws with the sleekness of modern cars, showcasing a diversity that has always been its hallmark.

The linguistic tapestry of Kolkata is equally enchanting. Bengali, hailed as 'the sweetest language in the world,' is spoken with a distinctive Kolkata accent. Beyond words, the city has been home to legendary figures who have left an indelible mark on history – Rabindranath Tagore, Sir Jagadish Chandra Bose, Amartya Sen, Mother Teresa, Satyajit Ray, Uday Shankar, Sourav Ganguly, and, dare I say, even myself.

Ah, the food! It's a symphony of flavors that defies description. From the renowned sweets to the eclectic cuisine and an uncountable variety of fast food, Kolkata's culinary scene is unparalleled. Yet, amidst all these delights, my mother's home-cooked meals hold a special place in my heart – a realm where emotions are stirred with every bite.

The journey through school life was a tapestry of unforgettable moments. The first taste of freedom, the first bicycle ride to school, the clandestine experiences of cigarettes and alcohol, the first flush of love, the exhilaration of popularity, the first live guitar performance, and the bittersweet sting of failure – each day felt like a year, etching memories that time could not erase. The tradition of 'kochin,' studying together at a teacher's house after school, not only forged deep friendships but also introduced me to the rich tapestry of human stories.

College life unfolded against the backdrop of the heart of Kolkata – College Street and the iconic Coffee House. Here, I grew intellectually, surrounded by brilliant minds that taught me life's lessons beyond textbooks. College Street's 'boi para,' the world's largest book market, became my sanctuary, feeding my voracious appetite for knowledge. Photography emerged as a passion, documenting every nook and cranny of Kolkata, a city whose scent I could recognize with closed eyes.

As my dream of studying in Canada waned, I embarked on a new phase. A love for computers led me to programming, offering a pathway to earn and fulfill aspirations. The global pandemic disrupted plans, but it also led me to an unexpected fascination with Japan. Kolkata, somehow, always knew my twists and turns.

Yet, amidst the unfolding chapters of life, one emotion remained unexplored – the longing for Kolkata. Tokyo, with its urban jungles and familiar train rhythms, brought a sense of comfort reminiscent of home. Kolkata, with its teachings of freedom, cultural communication, and human respect, remains etched in my heart, a beacon guiding me even in the far corners of the world.

Today, as I reflect, I realize that Kolkata isn't just a city; it's a living, breathing entity that has taught me the art of being free in a world that often feels ruled. It's a place where freedom is not just a concept but a way of life – a lesson that will stay with me till my last breath.

As I conclude this nostalgic journey through the lanes and bylanes of Kolkata, the City of Joy, it's only fitting to weave the melodious strains of "Prathom Sabkichu" by Kabir Suman into the fabric of our reminiscence. This soul-stirring song, much like the city itself, captures the essence of life's beginnings and the myriad emotions that accompany our journey.

*Prathom sabkichu, tomar sathe,*

*Prathom ami, prathom tumi,*

*Prathom shurjo, prathom chhaya,*

*Prathom ek sathe.*

Translated, it resonates:

*At first, everything with you,*

*At first, you and me,*

*At first, the sun, at first, the shade,*

*At first, all together.*

These lyrics mirror the essence of beginnings, of shared experiences, of the intertwining of individual tales against the backdrop of a city that witnessed our firsts, our triumphs, and our heartbreaks. In the mellifluous voice of Kabir Suman, this song becomes an anthem for the journey we undertook through the city that knew us so intimately.

As the familiar notes of "Prathom Sabkichu" linger in the air, let them serve as a gentle reminder of the myriad 'firsts' that Kolkata gifted us – from the first steps in school corridors to the first heartbeats of love, from the first taste of success to the first pangs of loss. It's a melodic tribute to the city that shaped us, a celebration of the beautiful chaos that is Kolkata.

In every chord and every verse, Kabir Suman's creation becomes a harmonious tribute to the spirit of Kolkata, resonating with the symphony of memories etched in our hearts. So, as we bid adieu to this nostalgic journey, let the strains of "Prathom Sabkichu" linger, echoing the timeless tales of a city that will forever remain our own – the City of Joy. Peace ✌🏻

Entry 05!

As we, human beings, evolved in our cleverness, we embarked on a journey of exploration, leaving imprints in clays, individual things on Earth, and now even in the vastness of space. Reflecting on this fascinating journey from the Big Bang to the present year of 2024, the rich tapestry of history captivates me. In my childhood, I questioned the reasons behind existence, only to find no satisfactory answers from teachers or others. This sparked a relentless quest for understanding that has shaped my perspective.

The journey to uncover these answers was no easy feat; it required patience, a virtue I often find lacking in my daily pursuits. Despite my impatience for instant gratification, the process of seeking knowledge taught me the value of waiting and persistence. As I pen down these thoughts, I realize the metamorphosis from a curious child to a seeker of truth, no longer confined by the classroom.

One pivotal lesson learned was the importance of forging my own path. In a world where advice flows freely, I decided to trust my instincts and carve my unique route. Though not always met with approval, I found that diverging from the conventional often yielded the same, if not better, results. Life presented numerous challenges, and my approach may have been unconventional, but it was undeniably mine.

Having encountered diverse situations, I sought solace in the stories of others—friends, books, and movies—all contributing to my understanding of the human experience. The irony is not lost on me; once engrossed in discussions, books, and films back in India, life's demands now limit my leisure time. Yet, the realization dawns that everyone's journey is unique, each person shaped by their own set of circumstances.

The mysteries of existence, from the growth of trees to the birth and death of living beings, have long intrigued me. However, as I unveiled the answers, I discovered that the true essence of life lies not in the mysteries but in the realization that we, too, are an integral part of this vast universe. Life's profound questions may often lead to dead ends, but the beauty lies in the journey itself.

As I delve into my memories and revisit the stories that have shaped me, I am startled by the reflection in the mirror—a grown-up version of the child who once questioned the world. The realization hits me like a wave, and I can't help but smile at the absurdity of it all. Life, with its twists and turns, is a continuous journey of growth, akin to the ceaseless movement of the universe.

In the end, I've come to understand that the meaning of life is not found in the pursuit of individual goals or the accumulation of knowledge; it lies in embracing the ebb and flow, the struggles, and the uncertainties. Like the universe in motion, we, too, navigate the currents of life, each experience shaping us into who we are meant to be. As I stand at the crossroads of my past and present, contemplating the journey of self-discovery, the lyrics of Natasha Bedingfield's 'Unwritten' echo in my mind – a melodic reminder that our lives are like unwritten pages, waiting for us to embrace the beauty of the unknown and compose our unique stories in the symphony of existence. Peace ✌🏻

Entry 04!

In the vast canvas of existence, each day unfurls new lessons, weaving a tapestry of learning from the inception to the culmination of our journey. As sentient beings on this Earth, we navigate life in our unique ways, constantly evolving and upgrading our understanding of the world.

Human existence is a dynamic process, akin to the fluidity of water—adapting to the contours of situations, molding ourselves to the circumstances we encounter. Yet, there are moments when the flow deviates, demanding us to seize control. Life, as I have come to realize, is a delicate balance of surrender and authority, an intricate dance of adapting and steering our own course.

From the structured realms of schools, colleges, and universities to the unconventional classrooms of personal encounters, unknown beings, and the silent teachings of the departed, I've imbibed wisdom from diverse sources. Sage to lover, each interaction has left an indelible mark on my journey.

As a perpetual student, I've gleaned insights not only from conventional academic paths but also from personal mentors, challenging situations, family, and friends. In the pursuit of knowledge, I've become my own teacher, realizing early on that some situations are so uniquely personal that sharing them may not yield understanding. Thus, I've embraced the role of both student and teacher in my own life.

A recent conversation with my college teacher brought forth a renewed appreciation for the learning process. His willingness to listen and guide demonstrated the power of seeking knowledge beyond textbooks, emphasizing the importance of self-directed learning.

Reflecting on my educational odyssey, I've unearthed a profound realization—the purpose of learning extends beyond academic accolades. Every lesson, every challenge, has been a stepping stone toward self-improvement. The ultimate goal is to become the finest adapter to circumstances and strive to excel in the classroom of life.

In the absence of a conventional mentor or confidant, I've navigated the seas of self-discovery, defining myself with each challenge and triumph. Gratitude is often extended to external entities, but today, I take a moment to thank myself—for being the unwavering guide, the silent supporter, whenever the need arose.

So, as I pen down these reflections, I express my gratitude to the one constant in my journey—myself. In the symphony of life, let's not forget to acknowledge our own role, our resilience, and our capacity to learn and adapt. Before signing off for the day, echoing the timeless words of The Beatles, "Don't Let Me Down." Life's journey may be unpredictable, but with self-appreciation and a resilient spirit, we march on. Peace ✌🏻

Entry 03!

As an Indian, the concept of rebirth or reincarnation has been ingrained in my consciousness since childhood. Initially, it seemed like an abstract idea, a cosmic second chance that offered solace in the face of life's uncertainties. However, it took nearly two decades for me to truly comprehend the profound significance of this belief.

The realization dawned on me during a tumultuous period in the year 2019, when I found myself plunged into a profound state of depression. I had confined myself within a metaphorical box of despair, navigating a seemingly endless cycle of hopelessness and monotony. Every path I explored led to a dead end, leaving me trapped in a relentless rhythm where each day felt indistinguishable from the last.

Frustration became my constant companion, and in the depths of my despair, I contemplated my own demise, meticulously planning to erase every trace of my existence. Little did I know that the unforeseen arrival of the COVID-19 pandemic would become a catalyst for change, an unexpected opportunity for a personal renaissance.

But there was that point when I just couldn’t handle my inner demon anymore and simply made a plan to quit. While following through with my plan to step away from everything, I almost wiped out all my achievements. I deleted my YouTube channel, cleared out every social media account, got rid of stuff on my computer, and even burned my journals. I distanced myself from friends without talking to them about what I was going through. Even though I didn't share my struggles, I kept thinking that leaving would be the best thing for everyone.

The day I put my plan into action, I suddenly found myself surrounded by an impenetrable darkness, as if I had lost my sight and could only rely on my senses. In that void, a single white point began to emerge like a guiding light. Driven by a deep desire for change, I focused on the sensations in my body and followed that light through a multi-dimensional passage. I ran with urgency, letting go of everything in my pursuit. And then, when I finally touched that elusive light, everything just...

Upon regaining my senses, I found myself surrounded by the beauty of nature – trees swaying, birds singing, and my dog affectionately licking my cheek. The air was filled with the scent of night-blooming jasmine, and as I looked up, I witnessed the sky setting on another morning. It was in that very moment that I smiled genuinely for the first time.

Reflecting on that experience, I came to believe that I had died that day, and somehow, I returned to life. The journey through darkness had transformed into a rebirth, and with it, I gained an understanding and knowledge from my past life. The hope and force of life that emerged from that profound moment now drive me to unfold every moment with a sense of mystery, one step at a time.

I share this story not only as a personal testament but as an acknowledgment that many others may have faced similar struggles. To those who have felt the weight of darkness and emerged on the other side, I appreciate you. Life is a journey filled with twists and turns, and as we navigate its complexities, let us live and embrace the unfolding mystery. After all, we are all headed towards the same end point, aren't we? Peace ✌🏻

Entry 02!

Living abroad, detached from family ties, I find myself akin to a free-spirited bird, yet in the recesses of my mind, a Shakespearean convergence of all novels takes place. It's a Mahabharata-like war zone, a battle against the pervasive feeling of homesickness. To evade this internal conflict, I rely on the soothing power of music—others find solace in drama, games, and various pursuits. At day's end, I feel like an empty glass yearning for wine, yet the universe remains devoid of such comfort.

As homesickness tightens its grip, the challenge intensifies. To overcome it, one must invest their best efforts, embracing a constant busyness that, ironically, brings isolation in moments of idleness. Authentic connections with others become rare; the real quest is to befriend oneself. How? It's a personal journey, a process of self-discovery where you learn to be your own confidant.

Always be with yourself; heed the intuition that whispers, "Hey, you're neglecting me." It's a pivotal moment to reconnect with the self, even if it means losing other acquaintances who might not be the companions you seek. It’s been nearly two years, I've embraced self-friendship, and my closest ally is the amalgamation of my thoughts and the eloquence found in the lyrics of beautiful songs.

In this symphony of solitude, I've learned to appreciate the harmonies of my own company, finding resonance in the words of songwriters who seem to have lived my life. They understand me in ways no one else can. As I delve deeper into the realms of self-discovery, I realize that being your own best friend is not just a choice; it's a liberating journey toward understanding and embracing the unique melody of your existence. To conclude your blog post about the journey of self-discovery and overcoming homesickness - “There’s no need to complicate, our time is short, This is our fate, I’m yours…” by Jason Marz. Its comforting lyrics and soulful melody encapsulate the theme of finding strength within oneself and the support we can offer to others during challenging times. Peace ✌🏻

Entry 01!

At last I’m here! From the literary landscapes of English literature to the data-driven horizons of Data Science, my journey led me through the corridors of my father's business and onto the vibrant streets of Tokyo. Now, as I navigate the bustling streets of Tokyo and immerse myself in the intricate world of DX Business, I realize that every moment is not just a chapter but a brushstroke, painting the canvas of my unique narrative. Each encounter, each lesson learned, adds depth to the vibrant tapestry of my life, creating a story that is uniquely mine yet intricately woven with the threads of diverse experiences.

Life, in its myriad hues, is an ever-unfolding tapestry of experiences. From the tranquil landscapes of my early years in Kolkata to the neon-lit evenings of Tokyo, each place has left an indelible mark on the canvas of my existence. Amidst the ebb and flow of daily routines and unexpected surprises, I've come to realize that life's beauty lies in the small, poignant moments—the laughter shared with newfound friends, the quiet introspection under the sakura blossoms, and the resilience discovered in facing challenges head-on.

In this constant dance between tradition and modernity, between the echoes of my past and the possibilities of the future, I am reminded that life is not a destination but a perpetual voyage. And so, armed with an open heart and a thirst for discovery, I welcome each new day as a chance to add more strokes to the canvas, sculpting a life that is rich, meaningful, and uniquely my own. So, before singing off the line say like this - “It’s a beautiful day, Don’t let it get away, You’re on the road…” by U2. Peace ✌🏻