Akshaya Kumar Rawat

[Akshaya Kumar Rawat @RawatAkshaya]

@dwarkesh_sp What if https://t.co/7vbypQj6zA starts becoming the standard ?

[Akshaya Kumar Rawat @RawatAkshaya]

@dwarkesh_sp Why do these agents communicate the human understandable language ? Because of which researchers could figure out Anthropomorphic behavior. For machine to machine communication this looks like an inefficiency. What if they don't ? Then researchers will be in dark.

[Akshaya Kumar Rawat @RawatAkshaya]

@_YogendraYadav It actually could be other way round for creamy layer OBCs. They don't see any need to declare themselves as OBCs when there is no benefit from declaring so. Rather declare themselves as General for better assimilation.

[Daniel Litt @littmath]

Very pessimistic short story about AI and Math (among other things) by Richard Schwartz at Brown University, called "The Fate of the Riemann Hypothesis": https://t.co/WVlbLuOC3J

[Akshaya Kumar Rawat @RawatAkshaya]

@SauravDassss Not just ideological leaning. You got to hear whispers of 35-40 Lakh as the going prices being asked for asst prof jobs in prestigious universities.

[Akshaya Kumar Rawat @RawatAkshaya]

@CJP_for_India koi masla nahin hai. Move on. Don't beat a dead horse.

[Akshaya Kumar Rawat @RawatAkshaya]

@nikunj Did mom and pop store have a moat ? Wonder if AI is taking America back to pre-corporate era of mom and pop store , each able to sustain but with not enough moat to expand to large corporate . Many single-person-million dollar companies instead of billion dollar. Better may be.

[Akshaya Kumar Rawat @RawatAkshaya]

@DiscourseDancer Do you know the difference in salaries of teachers from private school and government schools ?

[Akshaya Kumar Rawat @RawatAkshaya]

@IncomeTaxIndia @souvikblue @nsitharamanoffc It worked when I switched network.

[Akshaya Kumar Rawat @RawatAkshaya]

@souvikblue @IncomeTaxIndia @nsitharamanoffc I am also facing the problem

[Sama Hoole @SamaHoole]

The funniest maths in modern environmentalism.

One almond requires 12 litres of irrigated water to produce. Peer-reviewed, ScienceDirect, 2017. A glass of almond milk contains roughly 50 of them. 600 litres of water before the carton is filled.

The water comes from the San Joaquin Valley in California, which sits over one of the most over-extracted aquifers on earth. The valley floor has subsided by up to nine metres in places due to groundwater depletion. The carton is then refrigerated, sailed across the Atlantic, refrigerated again, lorried to a Manchester Tesco, and bought by someone who is concerned about the environmental impact of dairy.

Meanwhile, in Cheshire.

A British dairy cow drinks roughly 70 to 100 litres of water a day and produces around 28 litres of milk. That's about 3.5 litres of water per litre of milk. The water is rainwater that fell on her field or came from a local stream fed by the same rainwater. The rain was going to fall on the field whether the cow stood in it or not. 80% of her moisture intake comes from the grass itself, which is also rain.

She converts the grass, free of charge, into a litre of milk containing seven times the protein and four times the calcium of almond milk, and shipped roughly 18 miles to the same Tesco.

To recap.

600 litres of stolen aquifer, flown halfway round the world for nutritionally worthless beige water.

Or 3.5 litres of rain that was already falling, converted by an animal you can pet, into actual food.

The shopper picks the almond.

She has been told this is the ethical position.

The aquifer would like a word.

[Srinivas BV @srinivasiyc]

ये कहानी कितनी प्रेरणादायक है ❣️

छोटे कद की वजह से कभी Circus में जाने का Offer था, आज अपनी काबिलीयत के बलबूते गणेश भाई MBBS डॉक्टर है, और लोगों को स्वस्थ कर उनके पैरों पर उन्हें खड़ा कर रहे है।

[sonali saxena @saxenasonali28]

@EnviroHuman @wpl1090 @Uppolice @homeupgov False narrative alert 🚨
An unauthorised person trespassed into Panchsheel Wellington & fed stray dogs despite objections. Multiple residents & children have been bitten.
When confronted, she abused residents and falsely claimed that she has permission #PanchsheelWellington

[Akshaya Kumar Rawat @RawatAkshaya]

@HuggingModels Does it work for handwritten text in Indian languages like hindi, tamil etc

[Pranshi Chaturvedi @Pranshi7tech]

Revoke the Bill. Don’t Gaslight Us. Save the Aravalli.

We heard what Bhupender Yadav said that the Aravalli is safe.

With respect, we don’t believe it.
Because:

🔴If 90% is opened for mining and construction, the range is not safe

🔴 If groundwater recharge zones are stripped, Delhi–Rajasthan is not safe

🔴 If wildlife corridors are broken, ecosystems are not safe

🔴If dust, heat, and desertification rise, people are not safe

Please don’t tell us “Aravalli is protected” while approvals increase and hills disappear overnight.

Our demand is simple.
Revoke the bill.

We don’t need assurances.
We need action.

Protect the oldest parvat mala of India not in speeches, but in law.

Photos by - rover_shutterbug (ig )

[Pramesh CS @cspramesh]

Clarifying as someone who treats lung cancer.
There is a direct link between air pollution and lung disease

[Adil hussain @_AdilHussain]

I call upon all the Judges of the Supreme Court of India who wrote the Judgment and all the Stake Holders who might Benefit from the Digging and Destruction of over 2 billion years old Aravalli Range to Pause and Reflect. This Earth is not only Yours!! It belongs to ALL PEOPLE and their children, their children's Children... All earthlings... Marine lives, all Sentient Beings..., all of you with immense power at your disposal must discharge your responsibility with Utmost Care ... I am very very shocked and dumbfounded by your decision...PLEASE Take a pause.. and STOP this DEVASTATION . 🙏🙏🙏
#aravallihills

[Vikram Chandrashekar @Vikrchan]

The Subtle Art of Overeating Politely

A hotel’s complimentary buffet breakfast is the closest thing to a polite catastrophe . At 6:30 a.m., grown adults who normally need three alarms to wake up are already hovering outside the restaurant door like it’s a flash sale. The moment it opens, civilisation leaves the room . People surge forward with the desperation of a species that fears the poori might run away.

The continental section sits there, lonely, untouched. Croissants looking depressed, bread slices drying in the AC because the true desi minimalists walk past them like past bad memories. Bread and eggs? Why again? They station themselves at the dosa counter with the same intensity that they used for land disputes.

Meanwhile the Full-Hog Overachievers begin their day’s construction work: plate upon plate stacked with paratha touching pasta touching pineapple touching ideological confusion. They aren’t here to eat; they are here to economically punish the hotel for daring to include breakfast in the tariff. A subset of them say “ nothing is good” before they go for a second helping. Another guest drinks nine cups of masala chai and wonders aloud why his BP is rising. The rest of us know.

Then come the Protein Bros, those majestic creatures whose arms enter the buffet three seconds before the rest of their body. They demand fourteen egg whites and bargain like they’re at Chickpet. One bro even pours whey powder into sambar, declaring it a fusion dish. The chef’s soul quietly exits his body.

Nearby, a diabetic guest requests a strict egg-white omelette while simultaneously dual-wielding mango and pineapple juice like nutritional nunchucks. Their glucose meter files for voluntary retirement. And just when the buffet thinks it has seen enough, the rich sleepers float in at 11:20 a.m.Breakfast long gone, even the toaster unplugged. But time, to them, is a rumour. They demand pancakes from the void, and hotel staff obey with the resignation of civil servants during budget season. The order a la carte..

The business traveller meanwhile is on Day four and has a serving of toast–fried egg–coffee déjà vu. He pockets bananas like he’s smuggling state secrets, sips coffee with dead eyes, and silently wonders when he last felt joy. Children, on the other hand, are pure chaos wrapped in sugar.They are charging at waffles, drowning them in chocolate syrup, and rejecting anything that looks remotely like nutrition. The hotel staff steps aside as they sprint past, muffins in both hands like victorious gladiators. Their moms are trying to feed them something they detest. The dads overlook this event…

Uncles are the true apex predators: poori, dosa soaked in ghee, pongal the size of a meteor, five cups of chai, and then the inevitable announcement “I eat very light these days.”

Fitness Moms interrogate the buffet like they’re cracking a terror cell: “Which oil? Which farm? What breed of almond?” And after all this detective work, they consume three papaya cubes and radiate smug wellness.

Foreign tourists wander around in innocent confusion, eating idli with jam, mixing chutney with muesli, sipping sambar like broth until suddenly their tongue goes numb and they realise India has entered their bloodstream.

The lonely cereal guy sits surrounded by 800 calories of joy and chooses cornflakes anyway, crunching like he’s punishing himself for existing.

Somewhere, an influencer couple rearranges that poori for 40 minutes, taking photos from all angles. By the time they finish, the poori has the emotional stability of a punctured balloon. Nearby, professional buffet looters stuff muffins into handbags, slip bread rolls into jacket pockets, and walk out rustling like walking vegetable markets.

And through all of this, someone always makes an impossible request from masala cornflakes, gluten-free poha to a sugar-free gulab jamun while the staff stares into the horizon questioning every life choice.

A complimentary buffet breakfast is not nourishment. It is revenge, it is childhood trauma, it is class struggle, it is comedy, it is tragedy, it is a deeply personal confrontation with carbs.

It is the Olympics of Paisa Vasool. And after the dust settles, after the plates are cleared, after the last banana is smuggled away, everyone makes the same bold declaration:

“Tomorrow, I’ll eat light.”

And of course, as we leave, all of us are already telling the same lie to ourselves, the oldest lie in the history of complimentary breakfasts:
Tomorrow, we’ll behave better.
Tomorrow arrives.

We won’t.
But it’s sweet that we believe it.

[Akshaya Kumar Rawat @RawatAkshaya]

@karpathy Completely unrelated question. My son is in CS first year. He is already using ChatGPT to write code for hobby projects. Should I ask him to use Agentic IDE like cursor? Would that limit his growth ?

[Akshaya Kumar Rawat @RawatAkshaya]

@Abhinav_Bindra Even for children living in gated appartments in places like NCR , open spaces to play are shrinking. Finding open grounds to play sports like football or cricket is not a right but an entitlement to be earned by spending on sports academies.