जब एआई कविता लिखता है,तो सच्चा कवि कौन है?

मुझे लगता था कि algorithms सिर्फ़工具 होते हैं

मुझे Brooklyn में पलाया,जहाँ मेरी माँ vinyl पर jazz bajati thi,और मेरे पिता slot machines ko lullabies mein code karte the—प्रत्येक light ek lyric, प्रत्येक win ek sigh। मुझे laga ki AI सिर्फ़ ek machine hai jo numbers profit ke liye spin karti hai. Lekin phir maine dekha ki symbols sirf pay nahi hote—they whispered.

रील्सशांत कविताएँ हैं

प्रत्येक slot machine ka spin RNG mein likhi gayi ek stanza hai। wilds symbols ko substitute nahi karte—they silence ko longing se replace karte hain। scatters? ye random triggers nahi hain; ye music ke beech mein pauses hain, jaise verses ke beech mein saans। maine khelna is profit ke liye nahi— balki yaad karne ke liye.

RTP profit nahi,hai resonance

96% RTP fairness ka matlab deta hai. Lekin fairness maths nahi hai—it’s rhythm. Ek high-RTP game wins guarantee nahi karta—it space guarantee karta hai—for thought, for stillness, for the quiet before the next chime. Maine games unke payout ke liye nahi— balki unke pulse ke liye chunna.

मेरी माँ ne mujhe pause karne sikhaya

wo bolte: “Agar tum midnight ke baad spinning karti rahin,to tum star ban jaoge—to noise ban jaoge.” To ab main 30 minute tak pause kar deta hu—bilkisi kuch bhi na light up ho. Main imaginary red carpets chalna ki jagah jackpots ka pichha karne ki jagah jaata hu. Aur jab main wapas aata hu? Main notes check kar deta hu—not my balance.

आपको aur spins ki jarurat nahi,hai aur stillness ki jarurat

Asli jackpot bonus round mein nahi hota—he last spin ke baad ki shanti mein hota hai। Sachcha kavi coder ya casino owner nahi hota—he tum ho,jo 2 baje akela baita ho,kya beauty kabhi design ki gayi thi—and na sirf calculated.