Wait! Don’t eat it now, let me Instagram it – a few moments later #food porn #pizzatime. Well, if you have heard this phase then welcome to our so-called “modern generation”. Our criterion for being modern is defined by how many fancy restaurants we have visited, have we been on any exotic holidays, the brands we showoff, the copied statuses we update, number of followers we have on Twitter. ‘Simple living, high thinking’ is a myth. Now, found only in philosophy books.
When did we become this pseudo modern generation? The generation that believes in spending 100 bucks at Café Coffee Day, than spending 10 rupees for the same coffee. Just so that we can advertise to the world that we are having expensive coffee. If we happen to have street food, we are very articulate when we post: #roadsidefood #firsttimeexperience.
Going for holidays is checking in at JW Marriot, Taj or going to some place which will upgrade our standard in social media. Or if we enjoy the picturesque location we make sure we add the photo with #nofilter. We have created the perfect profile in the virtual world and our whole life is spent catering to it.
Relationships have lost their depth. We announce to the world that we love someone with some unrelated quotes, but don’t spend enough time with the person.
If we are not part of this clan, we are termed as outdated. We stop marketing ourselves. For a moment, lose yourself when the sun sets, painting the sky with orange red hues; when the waves make pebbles dance, feel the rush when you actually love someone with your soul.
“What is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare. No time to stand beneath the boughs. And stare as long as sheep or cows. No time to see, when woods we pass, Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass. No time to see, in broad daylight, Streams full of stars, like skies at night.”
– William Henry Davies