welcome the new generation or rather wave of the 'in people'. The people who do what they do when they need to do it. In other words, all those people who have a new handy instrument cradled safely in their hands.
The camera men can be seen everywhere hunting for the photo of the year, strating right from the hostel washrooms even to the nearest drainage outside college. A serene sunset with no people around will surely make their jaw fall flat and will throw out buckets and buckets of crocodile tears because they missed the kodak moment(due to unavailability of the "CAMERA").
And what do you know? you now have people taking home videos.. Watch out Spiel dude berg, You have serious competition here. Excessive experience and unbelievable spoofability makes their videos a string a hilarious incidents with structured mocking at the originals or even the actors. The poor lead is dragged into what will be an eternal tagname and butchered mercilesssly into megabytes of data that will be transfered at kilobytes per second to the ROTW(rest of the world).
Anyway, back to the camera men. Click Click Click. A shadow out of shape and its there. A dying butt and its there. A flying envelope and its there. You bloody make a face and well...its there...Its digital , its infinite and it shall go on till eternity...No more bothering click sound..but the photo is taken...Big brother camera man is watching, careful dude....kahi nazar na lag jaaye..
"ohh..that's not straight ....ahhh...you have no idea..."I wonder if a kodak moment shall ever be captured again with these pillars of terror persisting in a fight to captur perfectism.
hang on, be right back. no photos plz.
