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Selfie Era

I was trying to make my way out of a crowd carefully taking every step scared of my new shoes. Someone behind me yelled "Selfie". As if auto programmed , my hand moved to adjust my hair and my mouth started to smile. I almost posed for the photo causing a pause in the unordered line behind me. I heard the voice for a couple of times more and then realized it was a mom calling her daughter "Selvi". I laughed at myself and looked around slyly to check if anyone has noticed my Selfie addiction. I could feel a lot of sly smiles around. I realised that i was not alone in the Selfie addict list.

Why Selfie? Selvi sorry Selfie is a major part of our life. Most of us take more than 3 selfie per day on a average. This selfie are either shared or forgotten as we pose for the next one. I skimmed through my gallery and found more than a 200 pics of me with various emotes and different places. Do I feel so lost? I wondered. It was originally a marketing gimmick to sell cellphones with Front camera. But now it is a important criteria in the phone buying guide. Is selfie a replacement of our almost extinct traditional relationship? Are we trying to connect with our loved ones through them? Are we craving for attention? Is it way to overcome our insecurities or creating them for that instance? Whatever the reason is it is a major part of our life

Is it safe? It is true we have instances of people losing their lives immersed in the selfie world. But who do we blame for it. The selfies or the carelessness of the people. Or should we at all blame someone? Scientifically is it safe? The gama radiation passing through the electronic medium can affect the melanin cells of the facial tissue and activate them resulting in severe addictosyndrome. It is not proved neither does it exist. It just means that I do not have data on it.

Whatever said and clicked. If it can bring a smile on the sender and the receiver's face, It might not be bad as it is perceived. But it is advisable to also check the location as you correct your hair and mascara. Just to be on the safer and cuter side. Happy clicking folks

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