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![]() Shah Dad Hasil (left) and a fellow student participate in a study tour focusing on the robotics sector in Chengdu, Sichuan Province, in June (COURTESY PHOTO)
'Hello, this is your captain speaking. We are now flying over Chengdu, China…" The voice gently nudged me awake. Through the window, a meticulously planned city unfolded below—clean, green and serene. Chengdu Tianfu International Airport (TFU) gleamed like a vast, modern sculpture. At an altitude of more than 10,000 meters, my new life was beginning. I come from Balochistan, where silence often speaks of absence—of opportunity, infrastructure, light. Stepping into TFU, I encountered order: bright signboards, clean floors and people moving with calm purpose. My first Didi—a leading online ride-hailing service—ride was in a sleek electric car. The cheerful driver chatted warmly in Chinese. I smiled and replied with my few phrases. It was a confusing yet joyful start. Using Baidu Maps, I realized how much I had to learn. It felt alive—detailed, responsive, showing nearby charging stations and real-time traffic. As we drove through Chengdu, technology hummed quietly in the background, allowing trees and rivers to take center stage. The city felt peaceful, human. By evening, I entered my university campus at the University of Electronic Science and Technology of China (UESTC) via facial recognition. A smile from the receptionist and a set of keys welcomed me into a new rhythm of life. My first morning in Chengdu, I explored the university—a vibrant city within a city. The commercial street was a world of orderly shops, silent vending machines and purposeful students. Getting a local SIM card was poetically simple. Moments later, I experienced 5G—not as a future concept, but as a present reality, streaming high-definition videos instantly. At the canteen, I scanned a QR code to pay—no cash. My first mobile payment felt like stepping into a new system. The food was spicy, the noodles slippery, the chopsticks challenging, but it was deliciously new. Renting a shared bicycle for just 2 yuan ($0.28) with a simple scan filled me with wonder. Riding through Chengdu, wind in my face, felt like discovering a secret. By my third day, I began seeing the quieter soul of this campus. In the shared kitchen, every spot was taken—a quiet choreography of students cooking. My roommate simply ordered breakfast online. "You can order fresh vegetables, too, delivered tomorrow," he said. I was humbled; this was a quiet revolution in daily life. We explored Taobao and Pinduoduo—not just shopping apps, but entire digital ecosystems. Picking up parcels from an open, unmanned collection center left me in thoughtful silence. Here, trust was woven into the system. Outside, the streets were stunningly orderly—no honking, no running red lights. City registration at the police station took two minutes, warm and efficient. The subway felt like a portal—deep, clean and incredibly fast. Our medical checkup was fully digitized, smooth and completed in under an hour. Stepping back outside, I breathed deeply. This is the real China. At Tianfu Square, a giant 3D panda leaped from a massive screen, enchanting the crowd. It felt like magic woven from technology. In the Chengdu Museum, every exhibit whispered of history and identity. "They have not forgotten who they were," I thought. Visiting the ancient Jianmen Pass, I felt history in the stones and the breeze. China, I realized, was not just speed and innovation—it was also memory and soul. Through every experience—the spicy noodles, the silent subways, the lamplit walks—something in me changed. I came for technology but found discipline, order and intention. Every corner was built with vision. Back home in Balochistan, I had dreamed of helping build a better future. Here, I saw what that dream could look like—a society that trusts its people, invests in its youth and ensures progress reaches everyone. Walking back to my dorm one night, under the same moon that shines over Quetta, I felt it closer somehow. One day, I will return home. I will not just carry a degree. I will carry a vision—a quiet, growing whisper of tomorrow. BR The author is a Pakistani pursuing a master's degree in computer science and technology at UESTC in Chengdu, Sichuan Province. The article is an edited version of an award-winning piece in the 2025 China in My Eyes—China's Digital Development in My Eyes Essay Contest organized by UESTC Copyedited by G.P. Wilson Comments to luyan@cicgamericas.com |
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