Man has always sought to solve unpredictabilities of life by the way of science – observing phenomenon, making generalizations, favoring positive experiences and limiting bad ones. But while science and technology helped us in reducing pains, it also acted in reducing the pleasure we would derive from surviving through necessary odds of our everyday life.
Here are a few ways in which science is concurrently acting to ruin the hope for humanity.
When a sonologist predicts the fate of the fetus as a girl or boy, parents would lose half their excitement in advance. If the poor fetus happens to be one of parents who’d would mind having a gender against their choice, they may simply seek abortion.
Then there are cases for euthnasia, a practice by which patients and caregivers voluntarily or involuntary seek termination of life support when the doctor has confirmed of little or no chances of patient’s recovery or survival.
In neuroscience, and more specifically neuroimaging, patterns can tell what mental and physical diseases you would develop later in your life. Would you really bother to mend your weak areas if you were ever ‘told’.
Energy can neither be created nor destroyed. Atoms form the basis of all things. There are three forms of matter…We are all star dust!
Apply physical science in real life…and you produce a hell!
Science has no space for soul, the spirit that unconsiously lies and reflects from us round the clock. You can’t just classify humans like objects of solid, liquid and gas. Or rather, as trillions of atoms. Or constituents of thousands of chemical constituents.
Start respecting monkeys, at least more than your grand dad, if you are a staunch evolutionary thinker!!! While evolution holds true for most things in the world, telling the human story is a dangerous task.
The information age, powered mainly through computer sciences, is soon going to make us nuts. It will land us into a world where thinking would be seen as rarity and a waste of time. You won’t be able to even memorize 10 phone numbers because of this bullshit.
Regardless of my dark observations about the lifelessness of science, it is set to grow…and at a faster pace than ever. We might eventually be able to make silicon-based humans. But yeah, they would have more death than life.
It was February 2004.
‘Email’ and the ‘internet’ were just tech buzzwords and social media only a new phenonmenon. And while tech giants like Google and Microsoft were busy in making it more convenient for the professionals, some Harvard University freshman thought of stepping up the World Wide Web on a universal scale. Building on their successes with a few campus networking sites (cousematch.com and facemash.com), the Harvard undergrads finally developed TheFacebook.com, which was to be subsequently renamed as only ‘Facebook’. The website fetched some 1200 Harvard students on its first day, but now boasts as the World’s no.1 social platform with an overwhelming 1.1 billion people. That’s close to half of the current internet population!
Did it Really Evolve?
Mark Zuckerberg, who is seen as the primary founder of Facebook, envisioned his universal website to run with the same pace as the technology. This was indeed one of the common weaknesses Facebook’s predecessors like Orkut and MySpace ignored.
Facebook continues to retain the spirit of continuous but timely innovation. When it saw people migrating conversations on phone, for example, it came up with its mobile apps. When it saw the concerns of online privacy, it introduced options to control it. And the list goes…
Facebook for everyone…is the theme that has remained intact from the time of the website’s invention. We saw it when businesses and celebrities made their brand pages, we saw it when causes and events were organized on Facebook, and we witnessed it when Facebook gave everyone the chance to (at least) become a follower of our public posts. In total, Facebook chased you in every walk of life.
Does Facebook Matter?
Yes. Just give a quick review of your FB posts and you’ll find how you have contributed in educating, informing, entertaining or showing your feelings to your network friends. And if you’ve ever seen your ‘activity log’ on your Facebook profile, you might be wondered skim through the various ways in which you or someone voiced a particular idea, photo, event, cause or something in some manner.
There might be instances where ‘Nobody did anything’ on a particular post, but even in that scenario you’ve got a part of your online behavior you can cherish for as long as you are a facebooker.
Life Turned Out To Be Wonderful on Facebook
Facebook has been instrumental in building and maintaining relationships online. Revisit your Facebook friend’s list and you’ll find people you’ve loved, hated, envied, played, worked along or interacted at some point of life. Skim through your photo albums and you’ll recount your good and bad times. Review your earlier status updates and you’ll be surprised to find how stupid (or intelligent) you’ve been in the past. For many of us, Facebook is one little roller coaster ride into our life’s journey.
But it Also Screwed up in Many Ways
No one can deny how Facebook has screwed or hurt people in different ways. There have been countless incidences of cyber bullying, defamation and political activism that has literally shaken the lives of individuals and governments.
And you must have heard of the ruthless ‘Burn Quran Day’ organized as an FB event in the past, besides countless breakup stories that were initiated on Facebook. There are also examples when Facebook’s ‘What’s on your mind’ was used as a space for suicide note.
But that is it. In fact, these downsides are comparable to other social networks like Twitter. Technology has its costs, and Facebook can’t outright eliminate them.
Are we happy with Facebook?
If you have an active Facebook account, yes!
You might have faced a few occasional outbursts when you had nothing good to say when the whole world was cheering, moving places, getting promotions, entering a relationship, become parents and so on.
Like me, you might also have had faced a dejected feeling when an old mate just ‘unfriended’ you on pretext. There might be posts you later deleted out of shame; there might be comments on your photo that sound racist, envious or pure hatred, and there might be people you yourself restricted or blocked. But trust me, others have felt and done the same way. You could have bragged about your achievements in the same manner as your Facebook friends. If there was a dislike button we could make use of, facebookers could easily spit out their frustration right away. But that is not something FB developer would prefer for the users. If you’ve nothing good to say, go away!
Or like once popular FB status said, you could make the following wish when overly boastful post mad you feel bad.
I hope your life is as good as you pretend it is on facebook
The internet revolution had already taken the world by storm when Facebook was introduced ten years ago. Going with the same pace of innovation as that of technology, Facebook appears to cast a deep influence in all aspects of our life. A few minutes of stalking your friends profile can tell you what it’s going around in their worlds. It can give you ideas with which you can match or even better your own experiences.
The decade old social network is now embracing a new form. With features like graph search, followership and feel posts, many people fear that the future of Facebook could be too intrusive for our everyday life. On the positive side, however, it could also turn into a more harmonious digital platform needed for a free society.
I am not a big fan of cricket, but in times when Pakistan makes it to the finals, seeing how the national team would fare is simply irresistible. Last night, I discovered a marked decline in my taste for Pakistani cricket. Having won like anything against India and Bangladesh, Pakistan lose to Sri Lanka after an effortless fight. And I figured out that the real cause of the defeat had more than just bad performance. That is, Pakistan has failed to appreciate the changing realities of cricket. While champions like Australia and Sri Lanka have developed sound winning strategies, Pakistan is still confused about what constitutes the basics of modern-day cricket. Performing Players Need Time and Good Nurseries The Indian’s have their popular Indian Premier League. Bangladesh is also planning one. On the other hand, Pakistan is still anticipating cricket messiahs from time-failed hatcheries of club and zonal cricket. No exposure, no sound players! Further, the opening slots for the batsman have not yet become stable. I mean where in the world can you see a ‘once opening Afridi’ thrown to number 8. If a player doesn’t remain stable for a position, there are hundreds waiting for just one chance back on the files of PCB. The case is no different for the balling attacks. Amir and Asif did look like replacements for Wasim/Younis, but stayed too short to grow. We need to make full-time vacancies for main ballers and batsman to cut it right. Cricket has become a Science Did you remember MacGrath? The Austrialian pacer was a batman’s nightmare because of his notorious line and length. He had the ability to toss all 6 balls bouncing on good length on the deadly off stumps so that the batsman could only avoid it or play it at the risk of a caught behind or a catch. Many other ballers have adopted the similar approach – identifying the opponent’s weak areas to get their job done. On the other hand our ballers keep loyal to their outdated balling styles no matter what is the situation or who are they balling to. Stats Speak Louder Than Words Here is what stats from cricinfo say about experience and class of Pakistani cricketers against the Sri Lankans. I just compared the batsman, but my fair guess says that the picture wouldn’t be much different in bowling as well.
What these figures show about is straight: Pakistan lacks far behind in the maturity. On surface, Pakistani cricketers appear as way too incompetive against the champions. Misba seems to be an exception, but our not-so-intelligent approach to cricket says he must be thrown out, not only from the captaincy but also from the team as well. The cricket of the Greens is likely to run with unpredictability until a prudent, practical and result-oriented approach is adopted by our players, our cricket board and the popular public opinion which very much seems to reflect on the playfields.
Following is a fictitious dialogue between a banker and a naysayer – both of whom share a fire pit in hell…
Naysayer: So you work in a bank, right? You must be fighting God and His Message?
Banker: What? Why?
Naysayer: Don’t you even know that the usury is the mother of all evils? The Message says usury dealers and bookkeepers are destined for hell?
Banker: Oh, I get it. You’re clearly misguided. Forgive me, but usury is not what the present day bankers deal with. Period.
Naysayer: The message calls it Riba, you guys call it interest? Sorry profit. Why don’t call it charity.
Banker: Look man, I am in no mood to debate. Your ignorance won’t allow you to understand even the sligtest difference between usury, interest, profit and the so called prohibited Riba.
Naysayer: Convince me. Or get convinced!
Banker: Okay. Let me try. Usury is functionally damaging as against interest or profit. Usury can lead to forceful confiscation of a personal property secured for loan. Jewish lenders of the past have been known to seize rights to personal property of a loan defaulter. In some cases, they would even enslave people failing to make inter..I mean usury payments. Usury takers used to bear inhumane characters, like one of Shylock depicted in Shakespeare Merchants of Venice.
But with the invention of money and evolution of banking, the so called usury has lost its damage potential.
Naysayer: Woah, this is so lame.. The modern banking owes its bulk to cruel bankers. Modern money comes courtesy of goldsmiths, the ones who you’re referring to as usury traders. And the whole system of banking and finance takes the spirit of draconian principles of wealth compounding doing nothing. Your banking practice reflects the concepts fathered by usury traders. There could have been a few, unintelligent usury mongers who’d suffered losses in their money-making business. You guys simply rock that with calculators and computing tables. I have heard of banks collapsing, but I’ve never heard a story of banks making a plain loss. Can there be any business like that? You people are simply pharaohs of our era.
Banker: Enough. You’re getting personal. I won’t allow anyone talk me like that.
Naysayer: Alright alright. Just tell me a single noble job that bankers do.
Banker: We transmit your salaries. Pensioners receive their monthly payments from us. Banks mobilize unused savings and lend them to businesses, companies and individuals in need. Isn’t that very, very noble??
Naysayer: It is shit. You transfer, receive, store, lend and borrow our money and call it a noble job?
Banker: I told you you’re ignorant.
Naysayer; And I am telling you that your’e a motherfucker.
A mysterious tribe, known as Sindth Jo Juhla, once got tired of life’s bullshit.
Agriculture had become an inferior choice, and more and more people took to the seas to rob people and their ships. Any clan member long failing to adapt to the time-tested profession would eventually be thrown into the waters. No mercy.
But if you’d not rebel, life was perfect. More was looted than would ever be spent. So there were ballerinas, Kuppees, concubines and slaves for even the slackest of pirates. The Juhlas would gather in one of the تماشو (Tamashoos) and dance naked around the lake. This early form of Sindh festival lasted for many centuries.
By about 4000 years ago, however, the Juhlas started to decline. The goddamn Aryans had screwed their sacred trade with a brutal force. They damaged their culture with a blend of manner, customs and Sanskrit. Feudal lords, now reborn, were half Hindus, half Aryans, and were rightfully called Haryans.
The Sind Festival was forced to embrace a dress of decency, so instead of a random girl turning into a dancer for the Tamasho, only Karees would be taken to task. And because Haryans had mastered the art of luxury clothing, every one attending the Sindh Festival would have a free Ajrak or topi. The rich would go to a village named Mai-jo-Kolachi where they would fish all day.
The decency pill worked for another 2000 years. In this long time, Haryans had developed a deep sense of pride and prejudice against the non-Sindhi inhabitants. The Hindus kept their identities at bay, allowing Sindhis enjoy their distinctive way of life. Sind was envied world over, especially by Arabs who thought they were superior both in culture and values.
So on 8th December, 712 AD, an Arab traveler named M B Qasim broke all hell loose on what he feared as the world’s superpower of the time. He first defeated the then king of Sindudesh, Raja Jahil, and casted all beliefs of the invaded land in a manner that was more peaceful and decent than ever. Resistance came, resistance silenced.
When Arabs realized that the magnitude of ignorance extended far beyond the Sindth – indeed to the whole of subcontinent – they soon expanded their reach. In the few years that they stayed at Sindh, they could only inspire a few Sindhis wear a half-hearted seal of Islam.
Sind inhabitants, now called Sindhis, had very little to celebrate in the suppressed regime. Raw weed smoked at the side of a dried up agro field was all a Sindhi-turned-Muslim hypocrite could do in the yearly festival.
And then, some really cool people evolved and named themselves Mughals.
The dynasty rulers were praised by people of all sorts: true Sindhis (or Hindus), camouflaged Sindhis (those who took to Islam temporarily), and left over half-Arabs who would call themselves as Muslims for centuries to come. Mughals had a clear foresight of Sindh’s ignorance, so they kept it the way it was, and headed for development of art, music and architecture elsewhere around their newly named continent, Hindustan.
Sindh festival took the zenith of fun in the Mughal era. At the start of annual event, Sindhis could freely return to the feel of their nomadic life – looting traders on foot or horses and enjoying the newly invented Sindhi Biryani (inspired from the Mughalian extra vaganza) and wine.
This Sindhi-Mughal ignorance pact continued for about 800 years, and in 1800s, an illuminati enterprise known as BEast India Company took to the princely thrones. Mughals voluntarily exchanged their power for the Gory Ma’ams, something they had been luring for years at their darbars.
During the reign of the beasts, Sindhis gained a great amount of wisdom. They started producing their own literature and published global-standard works like Shah-Jo-Risalo. The Chameleon type Sindhis returned to their original faiths once again.
The illuminati group also omitted the greater Sind from their development plans, letting ignorant blissfully recount their inherited jahalat for years. However, they did produce a real hero before their departure, who was then named Ibn-Bhutto.
The wisest man in Sind as he was so known, he transformed the concept of Sind from a totalitarian state into one of mutual corruption. His idea was so popular in Sind that not even the creation of 1947 Pakistan could overturn it.
So when in 1970s his personality cult was inherited by his son, Mr. ZA Bhutto, Sind had the chance to rule the whole of Pakistan. And though Sindhis were not able to educate themselves, they had successfully injected their language into the school curriculums all over Sind. One more notable development of the Bhutto challenged NASA’s moon landing accomplishment, with Sindhis having the guarantee of food, cloth and shelter. A Sindhi having all these luxuries had a simple reason to celebrate Sindh festival all year round, without having to wait for that special day.
In the next 40 years, the name of Bhutto lived through time, with Princess Bhutto first captaining the roti, kapra, makan ship all by herself, and then (incidentally) transferring the responsibility to her husband, and later her son.
Now that 2014 marks just about the 5000 year of celebration of our collective Sindi heritage, I have just got a nostaliac attack of good old times….. times we’d just live by being pirates of the Indus.
Are you too?
Here is what the festival has for you now. I hope you enjoy it in the same spirit as me.
P.S. Like the other 50+ million people of Sindh, I like am a supporter for all causes and events of my province, including the Sindh Festival.
This blog only attempts to raise awareness about the not-so-proudful past of Sindh. May be it is’nt our past at the first place! It would be better if we read Sindh’s history from after the creation of Pakistan so that we don’t take the bulk bads of Mughals, the Aryans, or their cave ancestors.