Two paths. Two. To choose from. One could lead to somewhere where the other can never go. Two ways. Two ways it can turn around. And a thousand times others will ask you: which way do you choose? What is your path? A million times you will encounter this question and zero is the number …
Some people describe perfectionism as their quality and hobby. They are proud of it and boast about it. Why not? I think it is something that we believe qualifies us as intellectuals and ranks us high on the scale. But one thing I have learned later in life is to unlearn perfectionism. It does not …
Some people have the ability to talk to strangers on the phone for hours. They just pick up and know that on the other side sits somebody with the ability to speak. They know that these scattered mumbles and fragments of words actually mean something, and they begin responding with their own voices. Connection happens. …
You know, I sometimes wonder if people wonder what happens after happy endings. Like, you’ve read the whole story, it began with some troublesome society or some part, and then it moved on towards a climax, you perhaps lose some of your favorite characters, or just make the bonds with some new ones, and the …
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 thatâs not how this blog started. It started with a spark, a passion, a desire â in a multitude of persons among which that boy was just another one. Very …
âLike 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.â -ChatGPT How does a child look at an insect that she has seen for the first time? With a …
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 …
EDIT: I have recently found out that I no longer agree with some of the ways I have described things in this blog. A person sometimes tries to explain in words the image he has in mind. During the explanation, he assumes that readers also perceive some notions the same way as the writer does, …
Itâs night and the thunderstorm outside is pushing me to write something. I donât have anything specific to write but it seems like the outside thunderstorm is conspiring with the inside thunderstorm to force me into writing something as I havenât written something for my blog for a long time. So beware, I myself donât …
Imagine yourself sitting at your desk in front of your computer, as the purple lightning bolts outside the window create a sparkling contrast with the midnight dark sky, such that for a moment, you pause your search for the unattainable hidden truth you were trying to find, and then resume it as the monotony of …