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Open your eyes

So today as I was going through my friends' Snapchat stories, I noticed this person's story where she was celebrating her birthday. She took nearly 15 snaps and 3-4 videos of her cutting the cake, getting surprised, posing with balloons. She seemed happy. But here's the thing that I noticed, maybe you would've noticed too but she did not.

Why do we click pictures? A simple answer would be to capture moments, so that in the future we can relive them. But, hey. If you do not live the moments and instead keep capturing them, how do you expect yourself to relive them?
I get it that you want to let others know that it's your birthday, your friends have surprised you, they've brought a cake and all and you're really liking it. But come on, open your eyes! Live these moments instead of taking videos of your friends wishing you out of nowhere. Because trust me, after a few months when you're about to upload those pictures on Instagram or Facebook with that same old 'Throwback' caption, you'll be amazed to know that you remember nothing except a few moments before/after clicking those snaps.

I really love Snapchat because its filters make me look REALLY fair. But I do have some complaints against it. Snapchat helps us capture special moments and upload them on the go with some really nice filters but what we don't realize is that we're capturing these moments with not our own eyes but our cameras'. Now that sucks.
I was in Dubai last winter and I had clicked nearly 1k photos. But now when I think of the places  I had been to, I am able to recollect only 2 or three. No, I do not have a poor memory. It's just that, it was my camera's eye that captured the Burj Khalifa and not mine.

So, my basic point is: live the minute, live the hour, live each and every day. No one's stopping you from clicking selfies, pictures of places you've been to. But don't take it to such an extent that you forget to live the moments while preparing yourself to relive them.


Peace.
(Happy Birthday to that person tho)

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