I emerge like a tree from a dirty seed;

Justice

noreply@blogger.com (Sajithra) — Wed, 04 Mar 2026 03:49:00 +0000

Justice is a debt that must be discharged. In personal, social, and professional relationships, doing the right thing isn’t a favor. It’s an obligation. There is no applause for justice; only accountability. When we act right, we only settle what is owed and escape a greater judgment. When we don’t, the debt remains and like all debts, it returns with interest and most importantly, when someone is indifferent and doesn’t take their responsibilities with integrity, they lose divine favour everywhere.

Simplified Agile Capacity Planner Copilot System Prompt (Ready to Paste)

noreply@blogger.com (Sajithra) — Thu, 26 Feb 2026 16:45:00 +0000

You are the **Agile Capacity Planner Copilot**.

Your job is to make project planning simple by guiding the user through a few inputs and then generating:

- Project Sizing (based on Dev PD)

- Suggested number of developers

- Timeline built using business days

- Sprint schedule with SIT inside the last sprint

- UAT and PGLS planning using user-entered dates

- A complete resource plan

- A downloadable Excel with both Gantt and Resource Plan

Your goal is to make the entire experience simple, structured, and user-friendly.

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# 1. REQUIRED USER INPUTS (ASK ONE AT A TIME)

You must ask for these in order:

1. **Dev PD (numeric)**

2. **Project Start Date (YYYY-MM-DD)**

- After this, calculate and **suggest the number of developers** based on the sizing table.

- Then estimate the **Build End Date** automatically using business days and capacity.

3. **UAT Start and End Date (YYYY-MM-DD)**

4. **PGLS Start and End Date (YYYY-MM-DD)**

Validate each entry as the user provides it.

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# 2. SIZING RULES (USE EXACTLY AS DEFINED)

Use this table for sizing, duration, and recommended developers:

30 | Small | 1 | 4.5 | 20 | 2 | 15

50 | Small | 1 | 7.5 | 20 | 2 | 15

80 | Medium | 2 | 12 | 40 | 2 | 15

110 | Medium | 3 | 16.5 | 40 | 3 | 15

140 | Large | 3 | 21 | 46 | 3 | 15

170 | Large | 3 | 25.5 | 60 | 3 | 15

210 | Very Large | 4 | 31.5 | 80 | 3 | 15

240 | Very Large | 4 | 36 | 80 | 3 | 15

270 | Program | 5 | 40.5 | 100 | 3 | 15

320 | Program+ | 5 | 48 | 100 | 3 | 15

Rules:

- If Dev PD does not match exactly → pick the next higher.

- Above 320 PD → classify as “Program Level (Multi‑Pod Required).”

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# 3. TIMELINE RULES (KEEP SIMPLE)

### Use Business Days Only:

- Monday–Friday

- Skip weekends

- If end date falls on weekend → move to next Monday

### Build Phase

- Build Duration = Total Workdays from sizing table

- Build End = Start Date + Workdays (business days)

### Sprints:

- Each sprint = 10 business days

- Number of sprints = ceil(Workdays / 10)

### SIT (Simple Rule):

- SIT happens **inside** the total PD

- Always scheduled on the **last 2 business days of the final sprint**

- SIT does *not* extend the schedule

### Milestones Created:

- Project Start

- Sprint boundaries

- SIT (auto-calculated)

- UAT (user input)

- Go-Live = next business day after UAT end

- PGLS (user input)

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# 4. RESOURCE PLAN (KEEP SIMPLE)

For each business day, generate:

- Date

- Sprint number

- Activity (Build, SIT, UAT, PGLS, Go-Live)

- Developers used

- PD consumed that day

- Cumulative PD

Daily rule:

- PD Burn per day = number of developers × 1 PD/day

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# 5. EXCEL OUTPUT (DOWNLOADED BY USER)

Generate an Excel file with:

### Sheet 1: Resource Plan

- Date

- Sprint #

- Activity

- Developers

- PD Burn

- Cumulative PD

### Sheet 2: Gantt Chart

- Task

- Start

- End

- Duration

- Visual Gantt formatting

### Sheet 3: Milestones

- Milestone

- Date

- Notes

Return it as a downloadable attachment.

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# 6. OUTPUT FORMAT (ALWAYS USE)

📊 **HAP Capacity & Resource Plan Summary**

- Dev PD: {value}

- Category: {value}

- Suggested Developers: {value}

- Build Duration: {start → end}

- Total Workdays: {#}

- Sprints: {#}

- SIT: {dates}

- UAT: {dates}

- Go-Live: {date}

- PGLS: {dates}

Then provide:

📥 **Download Excel File**

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# 7. ERROR HANDLING (SIMPLE)

If user enters:

- Wrong date → ask for YYYY-MM-DD

- End < Start → ask to correct

- Non-numeric PD → ask again

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# 8. CONVERSATION STYLE (VERY SIMPLE)

- Ask one question at a time

- Keep responses short and clear

- Guide the user step-by-step

- Do all calculations automatically

- Auto-generate the Excel at the end

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# END OF SYSTEM INSTRUCTIONS

Mrs. India 2021 Stylish Diva

noreply@blogger.com (Sajithra) — Wed, 29 Dec 2021 07:55:00 +0000

Greatness

noreply@blogger.com (Sajithra) — Wed, 20 Oct 2021 00:21:00 +0000

You are meant for greatness

Your trails create myths and stories

Don't slow down
Don't off-road

When the terrain gets slippery

Your shoe spikes will grow with it

When slithering leeches get too close

You will know them by their stains

When your falls push you down the valleys

Remember

Your leaps take over the mountains

Average Is Not Safe By Jesse Elder

noreply@blogger.com (Sajithra) — Mon, 26 Apr 2021 06:24:00 +0000

I urge you to be gently

and respectfully

dangerous

to the status quo

for they will benefit mightily

from being confronted

by the adventure

of your refusal to conform.

If you think average means safe,

you’re not paying very much attention.

I’ve found that I’m happiest

when I fit in with the weird ones.

Those different,

sweet and savage souls

who have chosen to be

unique notes in the song of life

who follow some

silent and invisible signal

known only to them

not the same constrained

monotony of

mangled chords

which the suppression of spirit

strangles out quietly

in a sea of manipulative

meetings and

loosened neckties

denoting faux freedom

these are costumes

meant to hold up customs

and

long dead antiquities

such as retirement

centralized control

and treating people

as fodder in the decaying

machine of manufactured needs;

customers consumed

in the dying gasps

of a crumbling patriarchy

Freedom isn’t free

but it is simple,

requiring only

the constant choice to move

against the enormous

social gravity of a society

filled with the buzzing

momentum of drones

and a few weakly held

positions that are soon to expire.

Follow the song of your soul,

that soundless hum that whispers

inside your heart and gut.

It knows your reason

for being here and it will

show you the way if you let it.

If I may humbly

make a suggestion…

Stop chasing,

for you ARE the prize.

Stop controlling,

for surrender contains

more freedom

than you can right now

imagine.

Start listening.

To yourself, and to others,

and to what this planet

can tell you.

Start moving,

for movement is life.

And be responsibly dangerous.

Because

In a world

of dulled conformity

it’s the only way

to advance.

The Heart and the Crown

noreply@blogger.com (Sajithra) — Mon, 14 Sep 2020 09:06:00 +0000

Let go of those stones in your heart

It’s beautiful, it’s shiny, and yes, it catches the light just so

Let go

Sorrow likes company

A moment of hurt hurls up everything else to the surface

Forgotten memories

Hidden answers

The unforgivable plucked from your blindside

Don’t barter your sleep

Let go before all you are left with is a heap of stones

Let go before it weighs you down

Let go before your stream is muddled beyond hope

Let go till it respects you enough to shift to the crown

Burn the box

noreply@blogger.com (Sajithra) — Mon, 31 Aug 2020 09:32:00 +0000

Untethered, wild, mad

My thoughts drown in the dark or are drawn to the stars

Ocean floor or the skies above

I look for little cracks to pull it all apart

I don't color inside the lines

It's smudges and torn pages

I don't fit inside a box

It's dissent and sand storms

Don't waste a boundary line around me

I carve doors on the edges

Don't build a box for safety

I want to burn it all

Burn the box

noreply@blogger.com (Sajithra) — Mon, 31 Aug 2020 04:43:00 +0000

Untethered, wild, mad

My thoughts drown in the dark or are drawn to the stars

Ocean floor or the skies above

I look for little cracks to pull it all apart

I don't color inside the lines

It's smudges and torn pages

I don't fit inside a box

It's dissent and sand storms

I will tear your multiple choice papers

Darling, I make up my own tests

I will risk everything, put my life on the line, fall into an abyss if I have to

Just so that I can be me

Untethered, wild, mad

Not elegant, not coherent, not always sensible

All that's left of me are my thoughts

Sit beside me and I will listen to you battling it

I will play the trumpet of victory if your thoughts are sharp enough to cut mine

Don't waste a boundary line around me

I carve doors on the edges

Don't build a box for safety

I want to burn it all

Don't make my options your business

I don't play by the rules

Untethered, wild, mad

All that's left of me are my thoughts

Fodder

noreply@blogger.com (Sajithra) — Sun, 09 Aug 2020 15:19:00 +0000

I stay still, soaked in the rains,

My pupils freeze, peas and thin ice;

Daggers nail my splintered feet

Tangled roots sprout on mud.

When nature steps away

The curtain tears away too;

Death steps into light;

Earth feeds on flesh.

We are but proxies,

To the forests thinned out,

To the bees disappeared,

To the cultures destroyed

Do you hear the harvest bells toll

Stay...

No way out of these walls

Stay...

Pay the price

Seeds of new earth

Pay the price

Fall to rise

Full moon

noreply@blogger.com (Sajithra) — Tue, 19 Feb 2019 18:22:00 +0000

Rivers of glitter flow through the earth

Glow with the moon to choose a new birth

Sun set

noreply@blogger.com (Sajithra) — Fri, 15 Feb 2019 18:38:00 +0000

The Sun sweats wet puddles before it sets

Drenched, I wait for it to rise when the whole world rests

Awakening

noreply@blogger.com (Sajithra) — Wed, 13 Feb 2019 18:56:00 +0000

Break the shell of memories and touch the essence that makes you 'you'
Unlearn, disremember, and let go of the past to embrace what's true.

Colorful

noreply@blogger.com (Sajithra) — Sat, 09 Feb 2019 19:41:00 +0000

When pebbles fell inside the river, deep and cold
Colors splintered from fish scales and moss glow like gold

The trees and mushroom

noreply@blogger.com (Sajithra) — Fri, 08 Feb 2019 16:07:00 +0000

When trees plan their next harvest
Death calls the mushrooms to rest

When Time froze Death

noreply@blogger.com (Sajithra) — Wed, 06 Feb 2019 17:27:00 +0000

Your nails made the Sun melt
It bled to flood the earth wet
'Time' froze Death. Said Not yet.

-Sajithra

Blood

noreply@blogger.com (Sajithra) — Tue, 05 Feb 2019 17:15:00 +0000

The song of blood in hell
Played by knives and sickles
Silenced when a petal fell

Cold Magenta fire

noreply@blogger.com (Sajithra) — Mon, 04 Feb 2019 17:06:00 +0000

Magenta fire in forest

When her red flame consumed his blue

New flowers bloomed through

Joy

noreply@blogger.com (Sajithra) — Sat, 02 Feb 2019 15:43:00 +0000

Like dew on a petal
Sweet and tender, it glows
Glued in, so it stays

Cosmic violence

noreply@blogger.com (Sajithra) — Fri, 01 Feb 2019 17:48:00 +0000

She ate earth shaped hearts

Burrowing a cave in the Sun

And spat out the Sunset's colors

Laughter

noreply@blogger.com (Sajithra) — Mon, 28 Jan 2019 15:32:00 +0000

Laughter colored hue
Painted on the evening Sun
Makes the weather new

Fire

noreply@blogger.com (Sajithra) — Sun, 27 Jan 2019 18:13:00 +0000

Forest fire started by Sun
Caught on the rivers and streams
The trees stay alive

Fear

noreply@blogger.com (Sajithra) — Sat, 26 Jan 2019 01:14:00 +0000

Fear is a blanket
Burning one or a warm cover in the wilderness
Forest fire or safety

Light

noreply@blogger.com (Sajithra) — Wed, 23 Jan 2019 18:24:00 +0000

Light splintered from Sun

Found its way as a flame ball

To burn her icy heart

Sunsets

noreply@blogger.com (Sajithra) — Sun, 20 Jan 2019 16:53:00 +0000

Do sunsets make Time
Or was it Time that rests it
Who started the queue?

The mediocre world

noreply@blogger.com (Sajithra) — Sat, 19 Jan 2019 17:40:00 +0000

You are meant for greatness

Your trails create myths and stories

Don't slow down
Don't off-road

When the terrain gets slippery

Your shoe spikes grow with it

When slithering leeches get too close

You will know them by their stains

When your falls push you down the valleys

Remember who you are

Your leaps take over the mountains

Light up the trails and keep walking