Shashi Raj Pandey

a random thought scribbler

| Network Economics | Game Theory | Wireless Communications | Distributed Machine Learning | Semantic and Goal-oriented Communications |

  • Invited to serve as a Reviewer for ICML 2024.
  • Invited to serve as a Reviewer for ICLR 2024.
  • HORIZON-JU-SNS: 6G-GOALS and 6G-XCEL[EU-US partnership] got funded.
  • Invited to serve as a Reviewer for NeurIPS 2023.
  • Daughter

    my little daughter, you gaze at me and speak, “there should be no sorrow,” only beautiful memories to keep. you gracefully spe...

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    Mother

    Mother, you know my thoughts in hard times; when followed by the dark, and into the dark. when ran out of words, but an Everest...

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    Oblivion

    those, who sneak life out of their most humane cloak, grow inhuman, impatient, and in no time. such is the plight. as if it i...

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    Childlike

    sitting along the riverside, a promise you made - to watch the river flow, silently. who picked the pebbles and challenged yo...

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    This day

    I have surrendered myself to this time, the best of all and the rest; I feel moved. what lies ahead of us is as wonderful as t...

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    Winter words

    On the cold winter days, they smiled, keeping the warmth in their hearts alive. I smiled, too, thinking of the coming spring. ...

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    Reflection

    On very odd days, we waited for things to change, but the change was to be in us. Relieved knowing what makes us, and breaks ...

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    Self-love

    All our lives, orchestrated by the profound rhymes of nature - we keep hearing them - calling by its name, of different kinds, ...

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    Voyager

    Years ago, when I decided to leave home and try out the rest of the world, I feared. “It’s alright”, I wish I have had said th...

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    Meanings

    What this life is- A bit of what it is and what it is not; What it could be, but what it turned out to be. What means to be co...

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    Change

    I asked the birds defying the Nordic wind what’s it like to be, of trying and almost failing to be still But then, keeping up f...

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    Adulting

    Travel rituals when adulting takes us to places we’ve seldom thought about. We make up ourselves, from the core of our heart t...

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    Becoming colorless

    That day, I was cornered and schooled, “Life is all about colors,” and meaningless without - I was all black and white. People...

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    Time

    When the time will tell “This ground belongs to you.” where the flames of desire have burned down things, you always knew. Whe...

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    Giving up on a liveable Earth

    What keeps these clouds afloat that makes the raindrops. What lifts them up-and bring back- I used to wonder when I was growing...

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    Her

    Her voice resonates in the darkness of early Autumn, and the breeze that upholds the very imprint of her self; It tells me how ...

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    Rain

    The clouds becoming ‘dark’ from white- a mellow journey turned into a rage; full of anguish-the storms and lightning. What’s le...

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    Thinking about home

    I then lie down, and feel the clouds around- sailing swiftly as the wind; With strange figures, faces - odd shapes they carry ...

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    An Upside-down mask

    These days, we don’t need to pretend much. Like we’re talking to each other- the way we used to; we all wear masks over our fac...

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    My "minimalist" thoughts

    If it’s not that easy to acquire the taste of life; the circumstances; the situations; the boundaries; Altogether - at once; it...

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    Lamentation

    When the sky turned deep blue People locked themselves ‘inside’- Contemplating the ‘blue sky’. Some said the color resembles t...

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    “Not Expressing The ‘Present’ — Overshooting For The Future”

    [1] The ‘Unacknowledged’ Present Imagine the time we slip into voidness-which, for me, would be an epitome of personal narrativ...

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    Silence

    Once, in a deserted land, Lived families of adults, In harmony with nature. They never felt hungry. They never get tired. All ...

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    The Willingness of Becoming Helpful

    There’s a question on my mind for quite long. “How far one’s optimism alone can take them to?”. Well, this post is less likely ...

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