Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Life is Worth More Than a Few Thousand Pixels

19th December, 2007, 14:30

I sit in Devraj Cafe, next to the legendary Lakshman Jhula (Rishikesh, India), observing the march of life on the wooden deck of the daunting [suspended] bridge. One thing common amongst much of the crowd - nationality hardly matters - is the need to freeze their favourite memories. An almost desperate need.
'Cameras out' as soon as you step onto the bridge.

Some hire a professional photographer, who is your accomplice in proving that you DID have a good time. Moreover, him being subservient to your whims probably adds more to the moment. And he guides you to make 'good' memories..One against the entire length of the bridge in frame. One against the brackdrop of the green waters of the Ganges... he's got complete freedom to play with the male pose, but can only ask the mrs. to come closer to her radiant beau and smile.
The others are content with their brownie cameras, with one member missing out per frame to be the one capturing the moment.

Stop being a slave to the future. You're sacrificing the sustained highs of now to create the "Good 'ol times" to reminisce for a decade from now. Being artificial, fixing yoru gaze on a 35mm(or smaller) sensor while so much passes by around you - its ridiculous.
Those walking with a video camera in hand are worse off. The camera becomes their new sight. The vistas they witness are technically limited to the specifics of the camera they hold. So a trip to the neighbourhood garden in bloom, and valley of flowers really makes no difference. They see nothing more than what the 100,000 odd pixels of LCD can show them, that too after quantising the colors to whatever closest value it matches.
ABSURD.

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