In a while shot dead.
Mar 31, 2012
In a while shot dead.
Mar 29, 2012
Mar 28, 2012
Alchemy of my soul,
Is the diligence of my Karma,
Destroyed might be the world,
Constructive is my soul.
A poem with sketch.
You can see on the link given below
Mar 27, 2012
|Courtesy: Khyati Sharma|
That is why, I suggest, don’t listen to infinites people. If you follow one website and one person, things will be get done by their own way. Secondly, don’t try to compare two people for the results you want. Like solving half cube by other instruction and solving next half by some other the aid of other websites.
Second was exactly same. It was reserved on my table like a centerpiece. I never thought to solve it giving my best. I left it like a vague mystery and accumulated an unsettled puzzle in facade. It starts looking like a yoke as I used to waste lot of my time coming to no conclusion. I was confused; there were infinite numbers of color combination I got. I hope you can calculate it by the statistical theory of probability. Everyday, it looked different and it was never same.
My mom was so happy to see that, I did it and when my brother and father came back from office, they said that you can never do that, leave it. They used to cut jokes but they never congested me from doing it. They were actually bored of seeing Rubik’s cube in my hand right from dusk to dawn, just like a finger ring, in fact far precious than that. This time, it was not pirated one.
In 2012 February, I started again, this time I failed but I was single-minded. My era was flooding like water and I never cared for it. I kept on experimenting and trying and experiencing the changes and finally, now is the time when I can assemble cube by my solo method within an individual day.
The only distinction between life and cube is that life walks on a immortal circular path and cube walks in a regular mortal cubical path.
But, if you will experiment like me, it is going to take couple of years to cube it, match it and take it.
No hard work gets in vein; your sweat turns into beads. My earlierlessons made this way easy. If I might have not seen the irritation in me, I am sure I might have never reached my destination with patience, when I was very close to success (3rd Layer).