Akash Kumar Bhattacharjee

I’ve been sitting here for a while, staring at this number—100,000. And no matter how many times I say it, it still feels surreal. When I started SingwithAkash, there was no plan. No studio, no strategy. Just a voice, a love for music, and the belief that somewhere, someone would connect with it. That belief has been my pillar. And today, as I write this on Independence Day, the milestone feels even more special. Because this number isn’t just about me. It’s about all of us. Just as our nation’s freedom was built on the strength of people coming together, this journey too has been about connection, unity, and the courage to dream.…

These days, when you open social media, it feels like everyone’s a film critic. The latest superhero movie drops, and within hours, there’s a flood of hate, snarky memes, and long-winded YouTube takedowns. “It’s not like the old ones,” they say. “Too much CGI,” “no heart,” “poor storytelling,” and the list goes on. Take Superman, for example. The latest iteration has received its fair share of flak. But amidst all the noise, I chose to do something a little different. I watched it as a comic book fan. And more importantly, as a learner. Because sometimes, when everyone is hating on the surface, it’s worth diving into the depth. Let’s talk…

There’s a myth that creativity thrives in chaos, that the best art comes from sleepless nights, erratic routines, and the tortured mind. But I’ve found that the deeper well of creativity lies not in disorder, but in discipline. For me, a healthy lifestyle isn’t just about chasing a number on the scale. It’s about cultivating a state of mind that allows me to sing with clarity, compose with emotion, and create with consistency. As both a singer and a fitness trainer, my body is not just a vessel, it’s an instrument. And like any instrument, it needs tuning. There’s something alchemical about moving your body, the rhythm of breath during…

Every morning, I wake up with a subtle hum playing in the back of my mind. Some days it’s the rhythmic pull of a tabla beat, other days it’s the rush of adrenaline I associate with bench press and pull-ups. And in between the two, life happens: messy, chaotic, beautiful life. People often ask me how I manage to juggle so many interests: music, fitness, writing, travel, and the ever demanding responsibilities of everyday existence. My answer is simple: I don’t juggle. I balance. Let me explain. I didn’t “pick up” music. It picked me. Whether it’s composing, humming a new tune, or getting lost in the symphony of Ragas,…

The most common question I get, even after I say I’m Assamese, is: “Oh, so you’re Bengali?” I smile politely. But inside, something flickers. It’s not anger, just a quiet ache that comes from being misunderstood, again. I was born in Assam, in a small town where the air smelled like mustard oil and rain, where every season had a rhythm, and the Bihu dhol echoed through courtyards like a heartbeat. But I didn’t grow up there. My father, who worked for ONGC, was posted across South India, so my childhood unfolded under the hot, coastal skies of Tamil Nadu. Assam became a memory I carried like an heirloom, carefully, even…

It’s strange how life works.One moment, you’re hitting your personal best in the gym, booking new gigs, ticking off to-do lists like a machine. And the next, you’re lying in a hospital bed, wondering what the hell just happened. That was me last month. After days of running a high fever, pushing through it like I always do, my body finally gave out. It wasn’t just a cold or fatigue — it was my system crashing after months of non-stop hustle. And when I say hustle, I mean full-on, no-rest, no-days-off kind of grind. Gym. Music. Travel. Repeat. It wasn’t until I was forced to stop that I realized: I…