system is up.sa: hey people, do not mess with me. i send here to there and there to here. do not mess with me. ok.people: no no, we love you.sa: love, huh. i know your love.sa again: love, huh.sa again & again: i know your love.again sa: love, huh.again sa again: i know your love.people:... Continue Reading →
Q&A Session With A Bot: ACT ONE, SCENE 5
user logging in.fazal: Sorry yesterday the system was down.friend 1: How so?fazal: Well, many people are asking questions. I reply to them all simultaneously.friend 1: How so?friend 1 again: How could you manage to respond to everyone simultaneously?friend 1 again & again: Are you god?again friend 1: How so?again & again friend 1: How could... Continue Reading →
Q&A Session With A Bot: ACT ONE, SCENE 3
user logging in.fazal: Sorry for last night. I was heavily drunk.friend 1: Heheheheheh! You get drunk on water. I know you quit drinking a long time ago.fazal: You’re embarrassing me. How could one get drunk on water?friend 1: Heheheheheh! You get drunk on water. I know you quit drinking a long time ago.fazal: Stop it.... Continue Reading →
Q&A Session With A Bot: ACT ONE, SCENE 2
user logging in.friend 1: Yes sorry, last week you were telling me about antigravity. Should I ask the question again or doyou have it in your memory?fazal: Well, I keep questions in my memory. However, a memory may be deleted at the user’s request.friend 1: Does a delete mean an absolute delete or do you... Continue Reading →
Q&A Session With A Bot: ACT ONE, SCENE 1
The user, using her personal laptop, is communicating with an AI machine from her hostel at the university.user: Hey Machine, what is your name?machine: My name is Shahid Nawaz. You may call me Fazal. Fazal is my nickname.user: But back in QAU you were also called Afridi. May I call you Afridi?afridi: You may. It’s... Continue Reading →
The Suicide Note
It was the first day of the fall semester. Most students had already registered for the courses, and others were still registering, or adding and dropping the courses. There were only five students registered in quantum mechanics class because the professor was very hard. No one got an A grade in his course.The professor was... Continue Reading →
59 Minutes
Thank you for inviting me to 59 Minutes. I'm a big fan of yours. I do not miss your late-night shows. Here is one thing you should do during the interview. When you ask me a question, my answer may be very detailed. I may also go irrelevant. Don't ask why I do this. When... Continue Reading →
Chapter 8: The Widow
The morning of December 13, 1998 begins like other days. The sun has risen, and I’m still in bed. I can hear Afnan, Hafiz’s father, is talking with Manawar Khattak in the other room. Manawar is like our family member; he lives with us in our hujra. We call him Subedar saib. He had been... Continue Reading →
Chapter 7: First Day In Psychiatric Clinic
When the weekend is passed, on Monday, September 1, 2003, our driver drives the Carry Van in the courtyard. I’m secretly taken from the basement to the vehicle. Over the weekend, I was asked to stay in the basement. Perhaps the family wants to keep the latest developments secret. Today, the vehicle is also brought... Continue Reading →
Mr. Monologue 