This is the end, beautiful friend. Regular sex is going out of fashion – and the future is full of teledildonics and Westworld-esque sex robots, designed to give you perfect pleasure.
Neil Harbisson sees the world only in black and white. But he has the ability to hear colour. Telephone lines have now become green, and Amy Winehouse’s Rehab is pink.
YouTube commenters have zero chill. The remarks reflect the kind of polarisation that makes “love jihad” seem like the most plausible explanation for a declining Hindu populace.
The unforgiving world of the social networking site, ASKfm, is a black hole of teenage anxiety filled with “dragon ds”, adolescent hookups, and its vicious after-effects.
As our phones changed from landlines to mobiles, the internet sped up with us 1 kbps at a time. So the next time someone asks you where you’re from, slap your chest and proudly say that you were raised on the borderless, limitless empire of the internet.
Twenty-five years after we got access to the internet, Indians need to watch their words on the web. We may find ourselves with no memes to LOL over. The Big M can pull the plug.
The Isle of Man has bought into the vision of an Indian mathematician to develop a virtual currency that helps prevent bribes. Could this system be replicated in India?
With only 23 Indians joining the caliphate, the IS seems to be having an unsuccessful run in India. No wonder bearded men with Shah in their name are hot on their recruitment list.