More face and less feelings

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Like all adolescents, I too loved to stand in front of the mirror and admire myself.  As an adolescent, I thought I was the most handsome boy in the world.  Like most people, I outgrew that phase.  Mirror has now become redundant in my life.  Well, almost.  I still need it for trimming my grey beard.

Selfies belong to adolescence, I think.  It is natural for adolescents to think that they are the centre of the universe, that everyone in the world is watching them and admiring them.  When adolescents put up their selfies in social media, there is nothing unnatural. 

If people like me, whose autumn leaves have started dropping, are obsessed with selfies, then there is a problem.  I can’t even use my mobile phone to take a selfie properly. My hand will tremble and the phone will fall off most probably.  Even if it didn’t, I wouldn’t dare to take selfies.  I know that I am not the centre of the universe.

I admire selfies sometimes.  But most of them don’t appeal to me because there is more face and little feelings in them.  There is too much self-obsession for them to be of any aesthetic merit.  What is a picture good for without the aesthetics?

Probably, selfies are a reflection of the contemporary culture which has made people a lot more self-obsessed than is good for them.  I have a Prime Minister who is ten years older than me but has not overcome his obsession with himself.  I wonder whether too many Indians have taken him as their role model when it comes to selfies at least. 

Selfies are harmless, nevertheless, in a country from where more and more people are escaping carrying with them whole bank repositories. 

PS. Written for IndiSpire Edition 214: #SelfieCrazy