"Selfie"- was described as the trending word of the year, and I anxiously looked up the meaning of the word.
Did it mean a selfish person, an annoying habit, or just another word coined to describe people.
After long hours of pouring into books and reading , did I grasp the meaning. Selfie -" A self-portrait or group photo taken from a camera which is held at arm's length"
I chuckled at the meaning, which greatly described body anatomy. This set my grey cells at work. Is a Selfie a conceited person, too vain to ask someone to click a portrait of his own person?
None of these . I said. Years back, on a joyous trip to the North,I was waiting to get clicked with the Himalayan backdrop. I was joyous when one of the tour guides volunteered to click the photo.
Happiness was short-timed, or rather. I stared aghast at the photo. My torso cut off, the backdrop was in full view. Where are you? echoed my friend. It was one of the finest photos I wanted, and all due to an amateur tour guide, it was ruined.
I'll click it myself, I declared vehemently. And then started the selfie-journey. On the next destination , I preened and smiled like a high-school girl. Heads tilted, grinning , I was satisfied of the outcome!
And the journey continues..
Did it mean a selfish person, an annoying habit, or just another word coined to describe people.
After long hours of pouring into books and reading , did I grasp the meaning. Selfie -" A self-portrait or group photo taken from a camera which is held at arm's length"
I chuckled at the meaning, which greatly described body anatomy. This set my grey cells at work. Is a Selfie a conceited person, too vain to ask someone to click a portrait of his own person?
None of these . I said. Years back, on a joyous trip to the North,I was waiting to get clicked with the Himalayan backdrop. I was joyous when one of the tour guides volunteered to click the photo.
Happiness was short-timed, or rather. I stared aghast at the photo. My torso cut off, the backdrop was in full view. Where are you? echoed my friend. It was one of the finest photos I wanted, and all due to an amateur tour guide, it was ruined.
I'll click it myself, I declared vehemently. And then started the selfie-journey. On the next destination , I preened and smiled like a high-school girl. Heads tilted, grinning , I was satisfied of the outcome!
And the journey continues..
