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23/04/2026

7 days 20 moments and a full on rollercoaster Bhaiya ki Baraat with all the chaos fun and pure Bihari wedding vibes ❤️✨

Raj x Sangeeta 👩‍❤️‍👨

03/04/2026

March really said main character energy, so here’s its own dump!

March 26 🥂

11/03/2026

I live in a small part of Bihar, Sheikhpura.
Barely 40 km from Kundalpur, the sacred land where Lord Mahavira was born.
About 95 km from Bodh Gaya, where Gautam Buddha sat under the Bodhi tree and awakened to the truth of life. And nearly 110 km from Nalanda, the land that once held the world’s greatest university, whose libraries burned for months when it was destroyed.

Just imagine that.

Within a radius of a few hours lies a geography that once shaped the intellectual spine of the world.

Kings, monks, philosophers, mathematicians, astronomers, and travelers from China, Tibet, Korea, and Greece once walked this soil in search of knowledge. Nalanda was not just a university. It was a living civilization of ideas. Thousands of students studied here. Hundreds of teachers taught here. Debates lasted for days. Research was carried out centuries before the modern world even understood what a university should look like.

And then something unexpected caught my attention.

Groups of government school children from Bihar had arrived for their school trips. Dozens of buses. Children running through the same corridors where scholars once walked slowly, deep in thought.

For a moment, the contrast struck me deeply.

The same land that once hosted the brightest minds of the world now struggles with basic literacy in many of its villages. The same soil that once held libraries so vast that they burned for months now has classrooms where books are still a luxury.

Yet, as I watched those children laughing, asking questions, clicking pictures near the ruins, something else became clear.

History had not died here. It was waiting.

Those children may not fully understand the weight of the place they were visiting today. But somewhere in their minds a seed must have been planted. A silent reminder that the land they belong to once led the world in thought, philosophy, science, and learning.

Maybe the ruins of Nalanda are not just reminders of what we lost.

24/02/2026

If Van Gogh Ever Came to Bihar:
An essay on light, land, and the Internet of Things

If Van Gogh ever came to Bihar, I don’t think he would look for galleries. He would stand quietly in a mustard field at sunrise and just watch. The sky here is never still. The land carries stories. The stones feel older than memory. He painted landscapes like they were alive, like they had a pulse. Today, there is another way to feel that pulse. The Internet of Things, or IoT, allows land, rivers, farms and even monuments to speak through data. Sensors in soil can measure moisture. Devices near rivers can track rising water levels. Structures can be monitored for cracks long before they become visible. It is not poetry in oil paint, but it is still a form of listening.

In Bihar, listening matters. Agriculture feeds families, yet farmers still depend heavily on instinct and uncertain weather patterns. Floods return every year and we act surprised every year. IoT can shift that pattern. Precision farming tools can guide irrigation instead of guessing. Climate sensors can warn about pest conditions. River monitoring systems can send early alerts before disaster unfolds. Even heritage sites can be protected through structural monitoring instead of waiting for damage. For a state that has given so much to history, it feels necessary to protect both its past and its future with intelligence.

But technology alone does not solve anything. It depends on who controls it, who understands it and who benefits from it. Data ownership, digital literacy and accessibility will decide whether IoT empowers villages or just strengthens centralized systems. I believe progress should feel rooted, not imported. If Van Gogh painted Bihar, he would not paint it like Europe. He would respond to its truth. In the same way, IoT in Bihar must grow from its soil and serve its people. When technology becomes a tool of care and not just efficiency, that is when innovation starts to feel meaningful.

22/02/2026

The Geometry of Becoming:
Studies from the Margin

I started drawing these in my college days, quietly filling pages with cubes, grids and floating structures. One day my geometry faculty noticed what I was sketching. I paused, unsure of what she would say. She looked closely and simply said, whatever this is, it looks great. That moment stayed with me.

For years these forms lived in notebooks, unfinished but never forgotten. I did not know I was building a language. Now, ten years later, I return to those same lines with maturity and intention. The structures feel stronger. The vision feels clearer.

Today I use AI as a collaborator, not to replace the hand that drew the first line, but to expand it. The sketches become landscapes. The grids become worlds. The geometry I once kept on paper now breathes in imagined space.

These works are not experiments anymore. They are who I have become.

01/02/2026

January 26'

20/01/2026

The first thing I noticed in Banaras was the colour of stillness.

Grey-blue water, rusted wood, fading paint on boats, and sunlight like a soft blessing. People moved, prayers floated, and the river carried it all, "effortlessly".

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