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Units/Departments/index.md

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+# Departments

Units/Sections/index.md

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+# Sections

config.toml

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+title = "Anirudh Verma"
+
+# 1. Replace hsrai with your userID on code.gndec.ac.in server
+#baseURL = "http://code.gndec.ac.in/~2030009/www"
+# 2. Type # at the beginning of above line
+
+# 2. Remove # from line below and replace hsrai with your userID at github 
+baseURL = "https://ani339677.github.io"
+
+# 2. Remove # from line below
+publishDir = "docs"
+
+# 2. Type # at the beginning of line below
+#publishDir = "../public_html/www"
+
+languageCode = "en-us"
+theme = "ananke"
+themesDir = "themes"
+
+DefaultContentLanguage = "en"
+SectionPagesMenu = "main"
+Paginate = 3 # this is set low for demonstrating with dummy content. Set to a higher number
+googleAnalytics = ""
+enableRobotsTXT = true
+
+[sitemap]
+  changefreq = "monthly"
+  priority = 0.5
+  filename = "sitemap.xml"
+
+[params]
+  favicon = ""
+  site_logo = ""
+  description = "Master trainer: Empowering Folk"
+  facebook = ""
+  twitter = "https://twitter.com/GoHugoIO"
+  instagram = ""
+  youtube = ""
+  github = ""
+  gitlab = ""
+  linkedin = ""
+  mastodon = ""
+  slack = ""
+  stackoverflow = ""
+  rss = ""
+  # choose a background color from any on this page: http://tachyons.io/docs/themes/skins/ and preface it with "bg-"
+  background_color_class = "bg-black"
+  featured_image = "/images/gohugo-default-sample-hero-image.jpg"
+  recent_posts_number = 2

config.yaml

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+publishDir: docs

content/_index.md

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+---
+title: "GNDEC"
+featured_image: '/images/gohugo-default-sample-hero-image.jpg'
+description: "Guru Nanak Dev Engineering College"
+---

content/about/_index.md

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+---
+title: "About"
+description: "I, Me & Myself are UNSTOPPABLE"
+featured_image: '/images/Victor_Hugo-Hunchback.jpg'
+---
+
+## Brief about me
+I am a person with an attitude of being _**UNSTOPPABLE**_ as my name even suggests that. Currently, I am a student in Guru Nanak Dev Engineering College (GNDEC) Ludhiana, Punjab. And I am pursuing B.Tech Course in Mechanical Engineering. I live in Chengalpattu district of TamilNadu but I basically belong to Haryana. Interestingly, my birthplace is Chennai. And I opened my eyes for the first time, in the year 2003. Date and month can be easily guessed by all of you as I share it with **Prime Minister Shri Narendra Modi**.  
+#### _Qualification_
+1. Matriculation  
+2. Higher Secondary
+
+
+I have done my schooling from Atomic Energy Central School (AECS-1) Kalpakkam (from 1st to 3rd standard) and AECS Anupuram (from 4th to 12th standard). I have secured 93% in 10th std and 95.2% in 10+2 CBSE board.  
+I have many wonderful memories with my school. I love my school a lot. My friends and teachers are priceless to me. I really miss those wonderful and amazing days in school. Myself and a few of my friends have made a tour video of our school [AECS Anupuram](https://youtu.be/7IQGvSjyhz0), and I really miss that fun-time spending together for making this video and bunking classes for it. And had a great experience in making it.
+
+
+
+## Hobbies and Interests
+My hobbies and interests are not much but exists. No person in this world is born without interests, some interests can match with others or some can be unique. Well, my hobbies and interests are :
+- I like playing Badminton, but I am not able to play it during lockdown but it has a place in my heart and when I will get a chance, I will just grab it like anything.
+- I am also interested in writing poetry when in humour. And I generally write sonnets (a poem of 14 lines).
+- I am fitness addicted too so, I feel a day incomplete without workout.
+- I am very much interested in programming too as I have learnt `Python` and in the process of learning `C`
+.
+- I also like listening songs & watching movies without popcorn and drinks as I am very health conscious.
+- I also like playing story based games such as _The Witcher 3: Wild Hunt, Assassin's Creed Odyssey_ etc.
+
+
+
+## Support or Contact
+You can follow me and contact me on [instagram](https://www.instagram.com/aniroid.v/) or through my email id, [ani.339677@gmail.com](mailto:ani.339677@gmail.com)

content/contact.md

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+---
+title: Contact
+featured_image: "images/notebook.jpg"
+omit_header_text: true
+description: We'd love to hear from you
+type: page
+menu: main
+
+---
+
+
+This is an example of a custom shortcode that you can put right into your content. You will need to add a form action to the the shortcode to make it work. Check out [Formspree](https://formspree.io/) for a simple, free form service. 
+
+{{< form-contact action="https://example.com"  >}}

content/post/AIML.md

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+---
+title: "AIML"
+date: 2020-12-30T06:00:16-05:00
+tags: ["scene"]
+featured_image: ""
+description: "AI and ML is hot topic now a day"
+---
+
+## AI n ML
+
+- Bullet 1
+- 2
+- 3
+- Four
+
+# Things to remember
+
+1. One
+1. Two

content/post/Paper01.md

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+---
+date: 2017-04-09T10:58:08-04:00
+description: "The Grand Hall"
+featured_image: "/images/Pope-Edouard-de-Beaumont-1844.jpg"
+tags: ["scene"]
+title: "Chapter I: The Grand Hall"
+---
+
+Three hundred and forty-eight years, six months, and nineteen days ago
+to-day, the Parisians awoke to the sound of all the bells in the triple
+circuit of the city, the university, and the town ringing a full peal.
+
+The sixth of January, 1482, is not, however, a day of which history has
+preserved the memory. There was nothing notable in the event which thus
+set the bells and the bourgeois of Paris in a ferment from early morning.
+It was neither an assault by the Picards nor the Burgundians, nor a hunt
+led along in procession, nor a revolt of scholars in the town of Laas, nor
+an entry of “our much dread lord, monsieur the king,” nor even a pretty
+hanging of male and female thieves by the courts of Paris. Neither was it
+the arrival, so frequent in the fifteenth century, of some plumed and
+bedizened embassy. It was barely two days since the last cavalcade of that
+nature, that of the Flemish ambassadors charged with concluding the
+marriage between the dauphin and Marguerite of Flanders, had made its
+entry into Paris, to the great annoyance of M. le Cardinal de Bourbon,
+who, for the sake of pleasing the king, had been obliged to assume an
+amiable mien towards this whole rustic rabble of Flemish burgomasters, and
+to regale them at his Hôtel de Bourbon, with a very “pretty morality,
+allegorical satire, and farce,” while a driving rain drenched the
+magnificent tapestries at his door.
+
+What put the “whole population of Paris in commotion,” as Jehan de Troyes
+expresses it, on the sixth of January, was the double solemnity, united
+from time immemorial, of the Epiphany and the Feast of Fools.
+
+On that day, there was to be a bonfire on the Place de Grève, a maypole at
+the Chapelle de Braque, and a mystery at the Palais de Justice. It had
+been cried, to the sound of the trumpet, the preceding evening at all the
+cross roads, by the provost’s men, clad in handsome, short, sleeveless
+coats of violet camelot, with large white crosses upon their breasts.
+
+So the crowd of citizens, male and female, having closed their houses and
+shops, thronged from every direction, at early morn, towards some one of
+the three spots designated.
+
+Each had made his choice; one, the bonfire; another, the maypole; another,
+the mystery play. It must be stated, in honor of the good sense of the
+loungers of Paris, that the greater part of this crowd directed their
+steps towards the bonfire, which was quite in season, or towards the
+mystery play, which was to be presented in the grand hall of the Palais de
+Justice (the courts of law), which was well roofed and walled; and that
+the curious left the poor, scantily flowered maypole to shiver all alone
+beneath the sky of January, in the cemetery of the Chapel of Braque.
+
+The populace thronged the avenues of the law courts in particular, because
+they knew that the Flemish ambassadors, who had arrived two days
+previously, intended to be present at the representation of the mystery,
+and at the election of the Pope of the Fools, which was also to take place
+in the grand hall.
+
+It was no easy matter on that day, to force one’s way into that grand
+hall, although it was then reputed to be the largest covered enclosure in
+the world (it is true that Sauval had not yet measured the grand hall of
+the Château of Montargis). The palace place, encumbered with people,
+offered to the curious gazers at the windows the aspect of a sea; into
+which five or six streets, like so many mouths of rivers, discharged every
+moment fresh floods of heads. The waves of this crowd, augmented
+incessantly, dashed against the angles of the houses which projected here
+and there, like so many promontories, into the irregular basin of the
+place. In the centre of the lofty Gothic* façade of the palace, the grand
+staircase, incessantly ascended and descended by a double current, which,
+after parting on the intermediate landing-place, flowed in broad waves
+along its lateral slopes,—the grand staircase, I say, trickled
+incessantly into the place, like a cascade into a lake. The cries, the
+laughter, the trampling of those thousands of feet, produced a great noise
+and a great clamor. From time to time, this noise and clamor redoubled;
+the current which drove the crowd towards the grand staircase flowed
+backwards, became troubled, formed whirlpools. This was produced by the
+buffet of an archer, or the horse of one of the provost’s sergeants, which
+kicked to restore order; an admirable tradition which the provostship has
+bequeathed to the constablery, the constablery to the _maréchaussée_,
+the _maréchaussée_ to our _gendarmeri_ of Paris.

content/post/Paper02.md

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+---
+date: 2017-05-09T10:58:08-04:00
+description: "The Grand Hall"
+featured_image: "/images/Pope-Edouard-de-Beaumont-1844.jpg"
+tags: ["scene"]
+title: "Chapter II: TCC Seminar Hall"
+---
+
+Three hundred and forty-eight years, six months, and nineteen days ago
+to-day, the Parisians awoke to the sound of all the bells in the triple
+circuit of the city, the university, and the town ringing a full peal.
+
+The sixth of January, 1482, is not, however, a day of which history has
+preserved the memory. There was nothing notable in the event which thus
+set the bells and the bourgeois of Paris in a ferment from early morning.
+It was neither an assault by the Picards nor the Burgundians, nor a hunt
+led along in procession, nor a revolt of scholars in the town of Laas, nor
+an entry of “our much dread lord, monsieur the king,” nor even a pretty
+hanging of male and female thieves by the courts of Paris. Neither was it
+the arrival, so frequent in the fifteenth century, of some plumed and
+bedizened embassy. It was barely two days since the last cavalcade of that
+nature, that of the Flemish ambassadors charged with concluding the
+marriage between the dauphin and Marguerite of Flanders, had made its
+entry into Paris, to the great annoyance of M. le Cardinal de Bourbon,
+who, for the sake of pleasing the king, had been obliged to assume an
+amiable mien towards this whole rustic rabble of Flemish burgomasters, and
+to regale them at his Hôtel de Bourbon, with a very “pretty morality,
+allegorical satire, and farce,” while a driving rain drenched the
+magnificent tapestries at his door.
+
+What put the “whole population of Paris in commotion,” as Jehan de Troyes
+expresses it, on the sixth of January, was the double solemnity, united
+from time immemorial, of the Epiphany and the Feast of Fools.
+
+On that day, there was to be a bonfire on the Place de Grève, a maypole at
+the Chapelle de Braque, and a mystery at the Palais de Justice. It had
+been cried, to the sound of the trumpet, the preceding evening at all the
+cross roads, by the provost’s men, clad in handsome, short, sleeveless
+coats of violet camelot, with large white crosses upon their breasts.
+
+So the crowd of citizens, male and female, having closed their houses and
+shops, thronged from every direction, at early morn, towards some one of
+the three spots designated.
+
+Each had made his choice; one, the bonfire; another, the maypole; another,
+the mystery play. It must be stated, in honor of the good sense of the
+loungers of Paris, that the greater part of this crowd directed their
+steps towards the bonfire, which was quite in season, or towards the
+mystery play, which was to be presented in the grand hall of the Palais de
+Justice (the courts of law), which was well roofed and walled; and that
+the curious left the poor, scantily flowered maypole to shiver all alone
+beneath the sky of January, in the cemetery of the Chapel of Braque.
+
+The populace thronged the avenues of the law courts in particular, because
+they knew that the Flemish ambassadors, who had arrived two days
+previously, intended to be present at the representation of the mystery,
+and at the election of the Pope of the Fools, which was also to take place
+in the grand hall.
+
+It was no easy matter on that day, to force one’s way into that grand
+hall, although it was then reputed to be the largest covered enclosure in
+the world (it is true that Sauval had not yet measured the grand hall of
+the Château of Montargis). The palace place, encumbered with people,
+offered to the curious gazers at the windows the aspect of a sea; into
+which five or six streets, like so many mouths of rivers, discharged every
+moment fresh floods of heads. The waves of this crowd, augmented
+incessantly, dashed against the angles of the houses which projected here
+and there, like so many promontories, into the irregular basin of the
+place. In the centre of the lofty Gothic* façade of the palace, the grand
+staircase, incessantly ascended and descended by a double current, which,
+after parting on the intermediate landing-place, flowed in broad waves
+along its lateral slopes,—the grand staircase, I say, trickled
+incessantly into the place, like a cascade into a lake. The cries, the
+laughter, the trampling of those thousands of feet, produced a great noise
+and a great clamor. From time to time, this noise and clamor redoubled;
+the current which drove the crowd towards the grand staircase flowed
+backwards, became troubled, formed whirlpools. This was produced by the
+buffet of an archer, or the horse of one of the provost’s sergeants, which
+kicked to restore order; an admirable tradition which the provostship has
+bequeathed to the constablery, the constablery to the _maréchaussée_,
+the _maréchaussée_ to our _gendarmeri_ of Paris.

content/post/_index.md

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+---
+title: "Articles"
+date: 2017-03-02T12:00:00-05:00
+---
+Articles are paginated with only three posts here for example. You can set the number of entries to show on this page with the "pagination" setting in the config file.