From First Love to Next Obsession
I had just broken up with my first love (read my previous blog) when a great relationship advisor told me that the best way to get over a bad breakup is to get into another relationship. I took those words seriously, and that is where my story of moving on from my X began
Reached BIT Mesra to pursue master’s degree, and while living with six flat mates, I spent my days like this:
My mornings began with a rush to attend classes, followed by a quick lunch. Then, I would roam around the library or the college corridors, admiring the greeneries around. After returning to our room, we would watch the TV series Mahabharat on a desktop placed in the hall until evening. We would then step out for tea and, once back, enjoy a well-cooked dish prepared by our pro cook. Finally, we would play cards until the early hours of the morning.
This continued for a good two or three months, but this routine was not enough to help me get over my first love. Out of desperation to correct things , I sought solitude by moving out of the shared flat and into a single-room accommodation. That was when the real craziness began and loneliness got taken over by my next obsession: Coding.
The Move On Phase :
While my first love, mathematics, taught me what it meant to become deeply addicted to something, coding introduced me to experiences I had never encountered before.
My first semester began with C programming, and I’ll be honest: only two things changed in my daily routine. Mahabharata was replaced by more time spent in the library and college corridors, admiring the greenery around the tea shop. Playing cards was replaced by coding whatever I could, from algorithms to mathematical computations.
After completing my semester exams, one of my classmates, who lived on the same campus but whom I had never spoken to before, asked for my name. He then said, “Are you the same guy who scored a 10 GPA in C programming?”
I did not know that, went to Cyber cafe to check result and was on Second rank in Batch with very few one to secure 10 CGPA in C programming language. Next semester came , and when I went home my grandfather asked about studies and when I told him result he mentioned “You shall score 90 % next time”.
Sparks of new found Love :
By then, my fascination with coding had reached its peak. I had even become so familiar with the contents of several programming books that I could recall them by page number without looking. I scored a perfect 9 CGPA in my second-semester exams, and that achievement fueled my desire to take my newfound interest to the next level. Over the next few years, this interest attracted attention from my friends, unwanted attention from female juniors across sections, and recognition from faculty members—and eventually leading to a job offer.
I moved to the NCR for a job, and during the next 12 years of active coding, gave hundreds of interviews , received offers from multiple Top MNCs and one thing I have always been proud of is that the QA team found it extremely difficult to identify genuine bugs in the builds I shared everywhere. At one point, they would pass the test cases without thoroughly verifying them simply because the build had come from me.
Single-handedly modified hundreds of library files in some applications—files that even highly experienced professionals would think twice about touching. I also travelled to Paris, where one of the most technically skilled members of the client team—someone who frequently used to raise escalations —eventually became a good friend of mine.
Ported complete applications from one OS version support to another within a single sprint, developed a proof of concept from an initial idea into a fully built and deployed product, and, on several occasions, implemented features that were expected to take months using just a few lines of code.
The biggest technical challenge of my professional career concluded in December 2024—surprisingly, well ahead of schedule and with a level of quality that had once seemed difficult to achieve. At the heart of all these accomplishments was the skill I had been obsessed with: Coding.
Surprise Entry :
And then came AI. Copilot began working alongside me like a co-worker. As I watched AI constantly flirt with the code I had been so obsessed with and codes responding to that flirt with close proximity , I began to realize that it might be time for us to part ways.
Things that once impressed me—such as analyzing unfamiliar code before touching it—were now being done by AI tools within minutes. That was when I realized that it might be the time for final good bye . In June 2026, I began exploring a new path, standing at the beginning of another possible breakup and wondering whether this newfound interest had the charm to sustain a long-term relationship.
I am yet to uncover.