It’s the AI world we all are surrounded with! Which generates things, stories, snaps and what not at our fingertips. Rowing us in the sea of not so emotional universe. Which at some points is beautiful but not always! Amidst all of this, hand work, arts, literature all such beauties becomes out of question as people are preferring technology rather than man power! Due to this we are losing our culture and traditions that used to roam with us hand in hand. Should we let it work the same?! Should we not take a step to preserve our old but so beautiful and serene world!? The answer without any questions points out to a big “NO”. Technology is surely better and faster than work of a human but not as convenient and friendly. In every aspect it leads us but due to the same we are losing the beauty of work done by our own hands. Takes even the jobs of millions in the population and destroys their household, life and their bread for everyday.
We live in the world that needs words to express and generate emotions with spoken letters and expressions especially through literature. And as a part of the world now, communication is the key to move on. That’s nowadays again done through and to the robots, machines, mobiles and what not! But the hobbies of writing, may it be poems, short write ups to express us and the humanity is lost somewhere in the forest of light and might created by the urban world. The elders that used to spread remarkable poetries, stories and words of wisdom and noted by the generation in front! Passed on from short leaflets to big and thick books before the discovery of the excellent technologies. The artistic calligraphy that spread far and wide, above every person’s life, whether in the form of wall-hangings or engraved on the pots or pans but are rarely seen nowadays due to great and easy prints done by the machines and words spoken by the verses of artificial intelligence! How can we not look into such matters that used to beautify our society and are nowhere to be seen around, lost in the bushes of urban crowd with its leaves leaving a mark on old souls, with the new ones still unknown of what it holds. Old is the real gold and it is completely filled in the arts done by people, the pottery that goes round about and shaped to perfect by human intelligence and techniques, the words accompanied by various stories stored in our hearts and printed on pieces of souls, paper by the best printers our hand!
Our collective and reminiscing past should work simultaneously hand in hand with each other, resulting in gain of the memories plus the increase in technology both having perfect chemistry in everyone, with everyone. Nothing forgotten, everything instilled is the aim every individual should work on. Concluding with the thought of shaping artistic young and old talents, with plentiful beauty of words that really builds a universe should never be forgotten and brought into daily rotating earth. CARVE THE BEAUTY, WRITE THE SOUL!
~BY MARIYA SIDDIQUI.
