The Hustler's Life

  This phase of life is killing me from deep within. I don't know my next move. To be or not to be is the question. Perfect poetic balance. Hahhhhaa!(Cries within). Can't really seem to make sense of anything in this world. What do I do with myself. I am a waste. An outlier. I love and live for someone that I can never get. How can I let anyone into my life and make their life same as mine. Anyone else would have been lucky to be on my end with such loving folks around them but me. I despise my situation. I hate my life. I don't own myself. How can I draw a needle into my veins seeking for permanent end to my pain. What I love can only make me weak. Probably I will leave with a death note. 😔 And that would be my absolution.  Dear mom and dad, I love you both very much. You have been my inspiration and guided me the best in every possible way. I could not have asked for a better set of parents. Dear Arun, thanks for being the best buddy. You are the best person I know, howe...

S itting here on my desk, I am pondering over the future of the humankind. How I can contribute to making the world a better place? Currently the market is in a flux and is a great time for me to step in to lay some serious claims in the field of AI. Imagination is the limit. With the launch of OpenAI, I think I already missed a big bus ride to success. Even though I knew that something crazy was happening there, I could have stepped in and made some thing worthwhile, I did not. Probably that was not meant for me but I know of the future. Or at least I have started to think about it. Something needs to be put online. Something that we humans need badly. A direction in life. A life worth living. For this, machines need to take over the humanity. I am having so many thoughts at the moment, all unorganized but that's what I am. I need to organize myself for me to organize the world. Make the world different forever. Humans are driven by primal instincts. Survival of the fittest, which...