Double Month Maja
Double Month Maja — March & April 2026
Last month, I missed my usual end-of-month post. Life was moving too fast to write about it while it was happening.
So here we are two months, one post, and more stories than I know what to do with.
March
The Month I Gave Myself to the Road
March had one agenda: travel.
Haridwar. Rishikesh. Dehradun. Mussoorie. Places I had imagined visiting for years and suddenly, there I was, living inside the dream. No fixed itinerary, no rigid plans. Just conversations with strangers, quiet moments with nature, and the kind of stillness you only find when you stop rushing.
Every journey gives you something different. Some give you peace. Some give you power. Some give you people. Some give you energy you didn't know you needed. This one gave me all four.
The School on the Hill
Mussoorie wasn't even in the plan.
I just felt like going so I went. And that spontaneous decision gave me one of the most memorable moments of the trip.
I got a chance to visit a small local school tucked into the hills. The children there were curious, warm, and completely full of life. Their principal, Ms. Neelambari ma'am, welcomed me with the kind of warmth you don't forget easily.
The kids had never seen a beach.
I opened my phone gallery and showed them photos waves, sand, the sea stretching endlessly. Their eyes went wide. For a few minutes, a classroom in the mountains was somewhere else entirely.
Some journeys happen for a reason. You just don't know the reason until you're already there.
The Rest of March
A Blur in the Best Way
The month didn't slow down after Mussoorie.
Holi week arrived and pulled me deep into the colour and chaos of Lakshmi Nagar's markets. Then came the journey home — and for the first time, I flew Premium Economy on Air India. Small luxury, big feeling.
Back in my hometown, I surprised Rufus Sir a moment I'll keep close. Selaiyur Hall for a reason worth showing up for.
Pari is chithi for real in all universe
Then Pondicherry, the city of police and a search of briyani and share of memorable, unexpected moments. The journey back to Delhi in 2AC closed the chapter slowly, the way long train rides always do.
March was hectic, unplanned, and completely alive. Exactly what I needed.
April
Slow Burn, Real Growth
If March was a sprint, April was a long exhale.
The pace dropped. And honestly? It needed to.
Jerusha in town but not me (Entire letu was assembled for that kundathi but i couldn't)
The Tamil Nadu election date was announced and for a while I wasn't sure if I'd make it back to vote. The voter slip hadn't arrived. The uncertainty was real. But I went and that journey became a story of its own, one I've already written about separately (Link). What I'll say here is this: 85% voter turnout, Tamil Nadu's highest since independence, and I was part of it. Worth every bit of the struggle.
The Quiet Wins of April
Some months are defined by big moments. April was defined by small ones that added up.
The 30-day Instagram challenge completed. Certificate received for my Digital Ethics course. A colleague Mr. Shishir Sharma who's more of a big brother designed a birthday invitation for me, complete with a countdown.
Seeing that I won't lie I was over the moon. Completely surreal.
The body is changing. Slow, consistent tweaks to diet and exercise are showing results. Progress you can see is progress that keeps you going.
My sister got engaged. I couldn't be there in person, but happiness doesn't need proximity. I'm proud of her and excited for everything ahead.
Cooking has quietly become a real skill. I can now cook a proper meal for four people — no YouTube Shorts, no Instagram Reels, no safety net. Just instinct and practice. Somewhere along the way, the kitchen stopped being intimidating.
Back to Work
April closed with work that reminded me why I chose this path.
A CP event that went smoothly. And then the industrial visit to Sonipat , Kundli and Rai that grounded everything. Walking through those units, meeting people who've built something real from scratch, watching how industries operate from the inside no textbook captures that. Every conversation added a layer that a classroom never could.
Sales took me out of the office and into the world. And the world, as always, had more to teach.
What Two Months Taught Me
March taught me to move.
April taught me to pause.
Both were necessary.
Some of the best things that happened across these two months weren't planned — the school in Mussoorie, the train conversations on election day, the industrial visit, the birthday surprise. Life has a way of filling in the gaps when you stop trying to control every detail.
Here's to May. Let's see what it brings.
Until then see you
Rizz
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