Shrankhla Srivastava

Flirting is an ART And Hum toh science ki taraf se hai 🤧

@viveknigam_ @YajasSardana istg!

@YajasSardana yajas's side quest game needs to be studied

Goodmorning from Hyrox Bangalore 🏃

Net worth is the same, but now every time I buy coffee I call it “investing in my future.”

@nitropumaa @Simridhi_ xD

@Simridhi_ @shrankhla3 u

someone just called herself a bellandur baddie

@YajasSardana Joininggggg!

@shrankhla3 You come for run-con

Buying Apple products is never a one-time expense. My Apple Watch charger just stopped working… replacement cable is ₹3000 😭 And mind you — that’s without the adapter.
Adapter? Another ₹2000 🙂

People relying on AI for vibe coding won’t last. The ones actually building AI will. Vibe coding teaches you nothing — building does.

@manthanguptaa @HaimantikaM @NousResearch will be fun to guess which one was written by whom

@HaimantikaM @NousResearch Yes, I plan to mix and see if this improves the performance or visibility any how

I built myself a social media manager. Every 4 hours, it scrapes X, Hacker News, LinkedIn, Reddit, and suggests posts I should write based on internal ranking metrics. Basically, an agent that tells me what to tweet. Built using @NousResearch’s Hermes.

Most Indians have a full time job and a part time life

@malikanshhh finally someone understood it

@shrankhla3 This was not about the plant, right?

I once killed a plant by overwatering it.

@kadaipaneeeer not to forget the cheering before he starts to speak

idk how to explain this but a small part of me is still looking for virat kohli on the field. we won. we actually did it again. back to back world cups in a format where even staying consistent feels like a miracle. and i’m genuinely happy. happy for this team. happy for the way they handled the pressure. happy for sanju samson, a comeback story that took years of patience and doubt and silence. but somewhere in the middle of all this celebration & noise… there’s a small void. the kind you don’t realise exists until the game begins and you subconsciously wait for someone to walk in. virat charging across the field. rohit with that calm awkward expression before a big moment. that familiar feeling of our guys are still here. and then you realise… time moved. this team is new now. and that’s when it hits you , this is probably how the previous generation felt too. when people slowly stopped seeing saurav ganguly walking out to bat. when sachin tendulkar wasn’t there anymore to carry the hopes of millions of people. when gautam gambhir’s intensity disappeared from big games or even earlier when kapil dev’s era quietly ended. every generation grows up obsessing over a specific set of players. you defend them in arguments. you memorise their innings. you fight for them against the odds. you measure every new player against them. and then one day they’re gone… and the game keeps going. new heroes arrive. new stories begin. maybe a few years from now some kid will grow up watching this current team and believe this was the greatest indian side ever. the same way we believed ours was. that’s the strange beauty of sport. players change. teams evolve. eras end. but the feeling of belonging to your generation of cricket never really leaves.

Love how almost every Indian cricketer took a moment to thank God in their speech. Talent wins matches, but humility keeps you grounded. 🇮🇳🙏

world without men will be filled with happy and fat women

Crazy times!

Life rewards the relaxed, NOT THE LAZY, relaxed, big difference

What’s the current state of hackathons? 🤔 Are we moving from 24-hour grind marathons to a few hours of vibe coding? Is it still about shipping under pressure — or is the idea what truly matters now? 🚀 Curious what everyone’s seeing. #hackathons #buildinpublic

@xoaanya @grok tell the reason

Interviewer: You use a VPN. Why do some websites still detect your real country?

your heroes are just a cold email away btw

yesterday I slept without having dinner. my husband cooked dinner, woke me up in the middle of the night, fed me, and then I slept again. Love is not in big gestures but in small ones🧿