কালী কালী বল রসনা Kali Kali Bol Rasana #selfvisionsings

Unlike handcrafted state machines, SRT-H learns contact-rich manipulation: grabbing, clipping, cutting. It adapts to tissue variability - color, morphology, anatomy - mirroring real surgery.

Robots that discover laws of physics from pixels could solve long-horizon tasks with minimal data. Robots that skip to direct control may excel locally but fail in distribution shifts. It is sample efficiency vs. robustness to complexity.

Your inner space is weaved out of the words you speak to yourself. You get to design it. One powerful cognition is enough to declare freedom.

The gap between knowing and being is is the hardest bridge you will ever cross. It is the space where intellect finally yields to consciousness.

Awareness is simply the act of witnessing what is truly happening - within you & around you. When you turn awareness toward worry, you illuminate its mechanism - how it arises, how it persists. In that clear seeing, worry begins to fade, & what emerges in its place is clarity.

Hard work does not create stress. Incompletion about work does.

When you truly know, belief becomes unnecessary. Where belief exists, knowledge has not yet dawned

You are nitya mukta - eternally free. Your innermost core knows this, but the mental, vital, and physical sheaths do not. That is why every action you take, knowingly or unknowingly, is a quest for freedom. Only, the freedom you seek is defined too narrowly.

It is a noisy world, and it is easy to mistake noise for intelligence when you are immersed in it. But NO ONE can help you build the bridge to your inner core. That work is yours alone.

The sudden realization that you are alone is the gateway to freedom. You alone exist.

The process of wealth creation with integrity is the most direct way of realizing yourself.

Every ounce of energy you use worrying about what others think is pure waste. Truth is, nobody gives a rat’s ass about your successes or failures. They are oblivious to your existence. Focus on yourself. Nothing else matters.

Zubeen Da was always restless. His was not just a voice - it was a vessel for emotion, rebellion, joy, longing. As we say in Assamese "লুইতৰ পাৰৰ সুৰৰ মহান ঢৌ, অসমৰ হৃদয়ৰ স্বৰ" - The great wave of melody from the banks of the Brahmputra, the voice of Assam’s heart.🙏🙏

সোনার বরণ পাখি Sonaar Boron Pakhi A flight of the soul; this one soars for you, Zubeen Da. This was one of your favorite songs. A tribute from me🙏 #selfvisionsings

Sometimes words cannot express the subtlety and the depth of thoughts. But when silence becomes the mode of communication, words are not needed.

To those who unfollowed me & those about to. You have spared yourself the torment of my endless ramblings on robotics and AI, with the occasional detour into the mysteries of the Self. Congratulations.

अहं राष्ट्री सङ्गमनी वसूनाम् अहं सुवे पितरमस्य मूर्धन् मम योनिरप्स्वन्तः समुद्रे य एवं वेद स देवीपदमाप्नोति