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Two minutes left on the clock, and our tower was in pieces. Ten sticks of spaghetti, some Blu Tack, one marshmallow. We'd finished first, in half the allotted time, and we'd been leading. Now our score read zero.

A couple of weeks after the results, still riding the adrenaline, another email from Sanskruti landed: Aadil wanted a chat. Five minutes in, it stopped being a chat: “we’d love to fly you over for the 11th.” “July 11th?” “June.”

Ting! Just another day in a tuk, phone in one hand, brushing my hair with the other. Then the LinkedIn notifications started flooding in, and buried at the bottom: HackerRank mentioned you in a post.

I recently came across terminal.shop, a site where you can literally order coffee via SSH. My first reaction? Wait... SSH can do THAT? 🤯

So I had this old PC lying around, not doing much. Instead of letting it gather dust, I figured, why not turn it into something useful? That’s how I ended up setting up my own home server.

It was the day of the Preliminary Round. I stepped into the quiet, crisp breeze of the university, feeling both the weight of anticipation and excitement.

It all started with a simple message from our Club President: “drop a message when you’re free” (On December 10th, by the way. It’ll come in handy later 😏). And it ended with a simple thank-you from me: “gg bois and girls.”

Recently at my Toastmasters club, Dehiwala Toastmasters, we ran into a bit of a hiccup. The role-player books we had been using had run out. To keep things running smoothly, we decided to print and bind a fresh set of books. I had been using those books ever since I joined the club, but it wasn't until that moment that I stopped to think: was there a better, more convenient way?