“Capture this moment,” she said in her melodious mute voice
Right here, Right now
In this light, Or maybe with a filter
My love interest, Nicola, is obsessed with my rectangular existence
My love interest, Nicola, is my phone’s front facing camera
A picture’s worth a thousand words but a selfie is worth just three- I, Me and Myself
But Nicola asks me, “Am‘I’ not worth one thousand words?”
Pretentious pixelated presentation
Fabricated feelings and frustration
Tags given to the ones who take selfies
A new form of digital self-rant err portraiture
Morning, sunshine! SNAP
Breakfast with the cuties and three unwanted emoticons! SNAP
Mother’s Day! SNAP Valentine’s Day! SNAP Every day! SNAP
Facebook, Snapchat, Instagram, Tumblr SNAP SNAP SNAP SNAP
Are we caught up between falling in love with ourselves and wishing we were someone else?
We photograph ourselves to remind each other of who we are
Or maybe, who we wish others think we are
The dyed hair would wash away; the clothes would go out of style
And, hopefully, the duck face would get back to where it belongs
THIS IS NOT YOU. Perhaps, a deceptive doppelganger.
Historically, a photo was believed to take away a part of your soul
A photo is worth a thousand words but a selfie is worth just three- I, me and Myself
But Nicola still asks me, “Am ‘I’ not worth one thousand words?”
NO. Because the photo is not who I am. It’s a deceptive doppelganger.
And now I must know from my Dear Nicola,
Am I taking the selfie or is the selfie taking me?
Sushant Kumar is a media student living in Pune who writes for pleasure when he gets free from his assignments. A dedicated daydreamer, most of his works draw inspiration from human behavior in urban lifestyle. He is fond of coffee, rain and capturing life in photos.