jazzifyy's logs

The sole purpose of doing this is so that the reality doesn't feel like a quick blip. This will perhaps make me more grounded, a way to slow down and aid my poor memory, in this terrifyingly fast flow of time.

20-07-2026

Vacations are over and I am back at Bangalore. Peace and freedom at the cost of loneliness and isolation. Wishing for a good semester and a better me who would be good at managing things and keeping a clean room :)

13-07-2026

Didn't know that my small hometown had a small Buddha monastery. Went there in the evening with mom. This short little trip was genuinely nourishing to the soul. The monastery itself was quiet and blissful. On our way back, we visited one of mom's friends' home.

11-08-2026

It has been a few weeks. I feel great and currently I am not showing any signs of psychological dysfunctioning, so I guess I am doing good. I have a stupid quiz coming up and also I am getting a new laptop apparently. My current one, that has been with me for so many years, will get exchanged but probably the exchange will be rejected since it got cracks near the hinge. I hope it gets rejected.

10-07-2026

Deleted my instagram account. It was like a parasite, sucking away at my time, its algorithm making my brain unstable. Immediately felt like I reached the state of eternal peace. Also deleted that stupid reddit app from the phone. Mom sensed that something was wrong with me, with my mental state. Never did I feel so understood in these two years. I will try to fix my mental state, maybe for her sake.

06-07-2026

Went to Matelli for no reason. There was light raining and it felt perfect. Clicked some photos. Tried fixing my watch too (it just unexpectedly stops after running for an hour or so). Not sure if it has been fixed.

02-07-2026: Kolkata-Cadences

This summer, me and mom and some of her friends visited Kolkata. We were invited at the residence of Mr. Falguni Ghosh, a writer and a poet. My first day was spent walking around the city footpaths and watching a movie in the film cultural centre, Nandan, with one of my dear friends from school. Later that day, our party watched a marvellous performance of Sojan Badiar Ghat, a poem written by Jasim Uddin. Much of the following day was spent attending Chintak, an annual literature conferenc...