This happens to be a rant about something so commonplace that it firmly establishes me amongst the minority of minorities. But I have never been able to integrate myself with the idea of taking selfies. Yes, that ubiquitous posing into a camera that you yourself are holding. That, to me, borders on the farthest spectrum of narcissism and yet it is a viral infection of a scale that even cinematic zombie infestations can't hold a candle to.
How important is it really to be documented at a place you are visiting, an occasion that you are attending or to establish that you brush your teeth by posing with your toothbrush? And aside from the last occasion, how difficult is it to ask someone else in attendance to take that picture of you? I agree with Sudha Murty when she says that she had long stopped travelling with a camera as it interfered with her experience of a place. Serial selfie-takers take up that disconnection one level higher by filling their digital and mental galleries with infinite photos of themselves.
No comments:
Post a Comment