Tools are an extension of body. Pen and paper was a set of tools that extended our mind and mouth. The invention of movable-type press magnified the effect of those pre-existing tools of writing. Different inventions not only started extended various capabilities of our organs, but they also started magnifying the effects of other tools. …
We all strive in our life to achieve our desired goal and it is presumed that our success is based on our internal motivation, hard work, dedication, smart work and most importantly fate but what about the environment that we live in? Our environment or society we live in plays a very crucial part in …
Exactly 365 days ago, a boy in his small hostel room clicked a button on a website and the domain name bigbangblog.pk was registered. But that’s not how this blog started. It started with a spark, a passion, a desire – in a multitude of persons among which that boy was just another one. Very …
“Like a modern-day Sphinx, AI poses riddles of profound insight, blurring the line between what is real and what is mere simulation, challenging us to embrace the paradox of existence in the ethereal domain of thought.” -ChatGPT How does a child look at an insect that she has seen for the first time? With a …
Amidst a scene of terror’s cruel embrace,I stand and watch, terror’s grasp,Buildings crumble, bomb attacks are unceasing,Bloodstained streets bear witness to humanity’s abyss.Beneath the rubble, injured and lifeless souls,both young and old, their hopes in vain.Smoke, like a shroud, ascends to the endless sky, weaves a tale of dread.Hospitals, caught in the fiery craze,While peace …
The crowd was genuinely puzzled as no one could grasp what had actually happened. Encircled by this group of temporarily intrigued people, a foreigner lying on the ground was crying with all his might. He was crying and crying and it felt like he would continue crying till eternity. The people had never seen an …
—————— Hey, I was thinking about something, and I wanted to talk to you about it. I wanted to ask why don’t we become strangers. Strangers, who meet up coincidentally, like travelling companions, or two persons sitting on the same bench at the railway station, waiting for two different trains. Why don’t we become just …
When the dawn washed the gloom from the room,It brought forth a smattering of recollections.I endeavored to turn over and over the blues.But it didn’t.It rose like an overcast to merge with a gloomy sky.Then it came down in dribs and drabs over the heart.Turned into a massive inundation of melancholy. Shortly afterwards, it deeply …
In the sunlit room,Lies a body under the scrutiny ofWide eyes that are desperate toMake some sense of the upheaval.With my head hung,I stand in the farthest cornerBiting my nails down to the quick.God, save me! God, save me today!The metal is cold against my palm andMy face is burning with shame.Oh, What have I …
He hated his job but for some compelling reason, he had continued doing it. For as long as he could remember, that’s what he used to do. Living inside this small room, staying alert for when he is called to perform the job in front of the device hanging on the wall. But today, he …