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 The recent craze around #NLP #AI assistant #ChatGPT is something that every individual, tech/non-tech irrespective, should pay rapt attention to. Within the first few hours of exploring this tool, i almost felt like talking to Jarvis Version 0.01 - something thats no Tony Stark, but can turn him into IronMan. 

Experimented with it to write poems, to code snippets, to iterate over the current context of conversation to improve over the previous versions of responses and every time i was almost struck with awe for what brave world we might be marching towards. The applicability is not just for tech world by the way, as we will see, the following content/blogpost is created solely by ChatGPT.

I started with asking a simple request - Write a blog about #emergingtech on #containers 

and voila here it is















Subsequently i requested to "continue on this blog" and since its fully context aware it went on detailing more


To further test its capability to "generate context aware content on the fly" i asked to "detail IoT use cases with containers" and it went on as requested


 I strongly feel we are marching towards a brave new world, and unlike seeing this as a threat, i personally feel it can be a great ally / tool in the armour irrespective of whichever area one is working on, provided its trained on the data relevant on that domain/area. I feel it almost a natural / organic progression towards how we interpret existing data and knowledge to subsequently build more intelligent systems out of them at a much faster pace. Its just a matter of Time before it does become/behave like Jarvis 👍

Time to close with a poem on "Time" generated by #ChatGPT

Time is a river, constantly flowing

Never stopping, never slowing

It marches on, through days and years

Leaving behind the joys and tears


In its wake, it leaves a trail

Of memories, both good and frail

And though we try to hold on tight

Time keeps moving, out of sight


It's a thief, that steals our youth

Leaving us with age and truth

And though we may try to fight

In the end, we all must yield to time's might


But even as it seems to win

And our bodies and minds begin to thin

We can take solace in the fact

That time is a circle, and it will bring us back


So let us live each day with zest

For time, like a river, will never rest

And though it may take us on a ride

We can find beauty in each moment, and let it be our guide.

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