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My name is Faiq. I am seeking some help to improve at chess i wanna play in tournament like a local university tournament. As the matter of fact I have Roughly 6 months. So I wanna do as best I can do and I need help for that. Any of you how are willing to help Let me know. 

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This poem is inspired by Advaita Siddhanta, the non-dual philosophy from Hinduism, taught by Adi Shankaracharya. Advaita means "not two" it reminds us that everything in this world is one. There is no separation between the divine and us. The tree, the animal, the fish, the mountain ,the river, the sky, every person you meet they are all filled with the same essence and presence. The same God lives in all. You can feel this truth deeply in the Pandharpur Wari, a yearly pilgrimage in Maharashtra, India, where lakhs of people walk together to honor Lord Vithoba. The most beautiful part is not just the devotion it’s how the Warkaris treat each other. They bow to everyone, no matter their gender, age, wealth, or background. They see the divine in every face. They even call each other Mauli : a word that means mother, divine. It is a way of saying, “I see God in you.” In the Wari, no one is higher or lower. All are equal. All are God in human form. That is what Advaita teaches that the divine is not somewhere far away. It is here. In you. In me. In all. The poem begins here: The divine’s not locked behind shrine’s doorNot in the temple, not in loreNo hands can steal what none can claimWho dares to claim that holy name? He lives within, not far or nearIn every thought, in every prayerHe fills all space, the east, the westThe sky, the sea, all life expressedHe’s found wherever life may beIn all that walks or swims or breathes He won't be held in sculpted stoneNor bought where sacred flags are flownHe waits in silence, bare and trueNot draped in gold, but born in youIn you and me , our bones, our breath , in this heavy frame (body)He fills it all without a name He is the tide, the burning sunThe end of time, the just begunHe’s form and formless, source and sparkThe flame that glows when all is darkThough ages pass and moments fleeThe Paramtatva remains eternally

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The night is still young, my dear, Why do you slumber, disappear? So soon you've turned your back on me, Why drift away so silently? The stars still shimmer in the skies, Their silver lamps have yet to die. I burn with longing, full of flame have you grown cold, grown tame? What shall I tell the moon tonight, On Kojagiri's silver light? My body blooms, my senses wake, Yet you have vanished why forsake? The western wind still seeks your trace, It stirs the scent in jasmine’s grace. Did you inhale that midnight bloom, And leave my arms in silent gloom? Within my heart, sweet waves arise, Of nectar's joy that never lies. Yet you, like shores that meet the sea, Remain untouched, so dry to me. Your lips are sealed, your breath is slow, Why do you let the silence grow? speak ,are even these blooms you dread, The flowers laid upon our bed?  

As the they say in Japan  "Chesseuuh involvuu rots of menteru energieru" Im sure we can all agree that mental disciprine is a huge part of chess and just life in general, If you are constantly in a stress free mental state, You will perform a lot better. That fact can not be denied. Give it a try, I do it every day.  Disciprine of the day: Challenge your disciprine and see if you can go the whole day without genuinely getting mad or frusterated one time. Pro Tips: dont use words that can be  associateed to negative emotions The #1 trick to this is a general lack of F*** to give, I ran out years ago.

She walks where wild hibiscus lean, A hush of hues the winds have seen. Her hair holds hush of harsingar nights, Where even shadows soften their heights. She’s every season the sky forgets  And I, the soil her scent regrets. She passes palash bends with grace, Sunlight startled by her face. Mogra flares in fragrant dance, As though the breeze has found its chance. But I, behind a brittle grin, Hide the hush she stirs within. Through champa groves I wander slow, My thoughts a thorn the roses know. Inside, I war with want and will To watch, to speak… but still be still. She is the song that silence chose, A touch I crave, yet won’t propose. The lotus lifts in ponds she nears, Even gulmohars hold their tears. But I the one who looks, not lives Give up the dream the moment it gives. To feel so much, yet not reveal Is ache no lotus dares to steal  She hums and harsingar hearts revive, I stay a ghost she keeps alive. My voice retreats where petals fall, Her gaze too bright, her world too tall. I write her rain, but gift no storm For love that hides forgets its form And now beneath parijat skies, I breathe her name where no one tries. She blooms beyond the reach of mine, A fire untouched by time or sign. I ache in peace, in part, in prayer For she's not gone, just never there.  

Use this forum to display your ubiquitous arsenal of 10 dollar words, turn heads.. tilted sideways mostly.. by showing your consummate approach to word etiquette. You may not be able to understand chess or play like a "GM".. People wont be able to tell how "incondite" your chess lines are, if you simply mask them with an english vocabulary that is so "recondite" its ostensibly foreign to most humans.  for example.."A mate in three involving a knight often utilizes a pattern where the knight forces the opposing king towards a corner or edge of the board, while other pieces control escape squares, leading to checkmate. This can involve coordinating the knight with a rook or bishop, creating a mating net where the knight restricts the king's movement and another piece delivers the final blow." This is the exact same scenario, spoken by someone with advanced chess vernacular, such as a GM. "directed amplitude of the steeds obtuse grid vectors, correlates profoundly with the kings geometric degree in netting, forshadowing the rooks ability to corroborate the velocity betwixt quadrates computationally. ergo, calculations ensuing a forced collaboration resulting in a multitude of paradoxies is revealed subsequently..." notice how much more sophisticated the GM sounds compared to a regular chess noob..post your 10 dollar words here and one day our chess club will be highly revered by the masses and recognized as intellectually elite. 🤔🤫🧐🤨🫤🤓👽💯

Hey Guys lets find a way to get our coach back. We need to petition his return to Chess com. I feel like he was wrongfully banned and suspect Stack-17 and all his troll accounts were involved. Write a comment saying "Chess.com reactivate  2stupid_2playchess, he was wrongfully banned and the community wants him back." I wont rest until they bring him back.