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The week didn’t start well. In between, it was an emotional rollercoaster. But in the end, all that matters is that it ended right.
The week was okay.
I was a little distracted from studies because a lot didn’t go the way I wanted. It reminded me of one thing—you can’t control everything, no matter how hard you try.
Some things are in backlog. A few flashbacks keep hitting my head. Anger from one thing spills out somewhere else. Yet in the end, everything is fine. No worry. No tension. I just feel a little stuck… a little lost.
Anyway, forget that. Listen to what happened to me this week.
The first two days of the week, I was up till 6 in the morning, talking non-stop with Didi. My routine, my goals, even my digestion took the hit. And no, it wasn’t some romantic thing. Just long, raw conversations with Didi about traumas, ideas, and the road ahead.
One random day, I felt like giving Codexai a new face. So, I redesigned the logo. Now it’s your turn, please reply to this email with what you think.
I recently created a portfolio for a ma’am. The presentation turned out great. The only challenge was she sent the resources in a completely unordered way, which made arranging them a real struggle. But in the end, her portfolio came out really well.
Talking to ma’am felt genuinely good. She was warm, friendly, and kind. Not once did she make me feel uncomfortable. And in the end, she even gave me a testimonial.
I spoke to Sunflower this week too, aur vo pagal ek chhoti si baat pe naraaz ho gayi thi. 👀 But we talked, it’s all normal now. And no—she’s not my girlfriend, so don’t get the wrong idea.
Then I told her about the stupid thing I once did about status update. She hadn’t noticed it back then. But later, she saw a photo on my Instagram. The caption read, “Orchids aur Sunflower bhi acche phool hai.” I wrote it only because those are her favorite flowers.
This week, something happened that broke me. I cried the entire day. All because I let my anger make the decision. I don’t remember the exact date, but it was around 9 in the morning. I had slept at 6 AM that day, and just three hours later, my brother came to wake me up. The way he woke me up triggered me. I snapped. In that heat of the moment, I grabbed a small plastic stool and threw it at him. It hit him. I knew it did. And then… silence.
My mother didn’t speak to me properly after that for whole day. My brother didn’t either. The guilt burned more than the anger ever did.
There’s more to it, but I don’t think it’s right to share those personal details here. And honestly, there’s no one in my life right now I’d want to share them with. (Aur chahiye bhi nahi ab).
Anyway, forget about it.
Thinking about it serves no purpose, and it doesn’t hurt anymore. Let’s move forward.
This week, I even changed my Moonstack DP. The old photo looked way too professional, but I wanted to keep it casual. So, I just picked an old selfie from Pranay’s phone and made it my DP.
Oh, and this week, ChatGPT-5 dropped. I got instant access because I’m on the paid plan. Tried it a bit. For frontend code it is absolutely brilliant. You need to see it in action.
Now, instead of building reels on making websites or running an MVP agency, your brother is starting a full-fledged Website Designing Agency.
When I was trying it, I was having the time of my life. I posted the raw, unfiltered story on Instagram. No one liked it. But I loved it.
The week ended on a happy note with Rakshabandhan. The house was alive with guests, laughter, and warmth. It felt good—festive, full of life. Now the guests have left, and the silence feels different. Because of all the celebrations, studies took a backseat. A few lectures are still pending, and next week, they need to be covered.
Because there were guests at home, I couldn’t study. Things slipped into a bit of a backlog, which doesn’t feel great. I’m a little anxious, but I know once I’m back in my normal routine, everything will fall into place.
That’s why this week’s issue is titled “In the Realm of Overthinking.”
In my last issue, I told you about Priya Didi. Well… we’re friends now. But this week was Rakhi, and after I wished her, I think we’ve officially landed on the brother–sister conclusion. 😂
Ending the day with cup noodles. Dad brought them a week ago, they’d just been sitting there. I was hungry, so I ate them. If I give you an honest review—they were awful. Disgusting.
Sirf masala paani lagra tha, vo noodles bhi kacchi lagri thi, gandi si behenchod. Chii.
Done writing. Wrapping up this week’s whining here. It’s 7 PM. Hitting post now, then heading out for a smoke. Okay, bye!
Here’s the link to read previous issue:
And with that, just so you know—I am not dead.
Have a great week!
Manas xx 🥂