Smartphone and the man.
[Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi]
The other evening The Delhi Walla saw the Modern Man.
I was at the café in Ajay Guest House in Central Delhi’s Paharganj. The man was seated alone at a corner table. He was having his dinner. His lonesomeness in a place that teemed with lovers and friends rendered afresh the melancholy of big-city solitude. A closer look, however, revealed that the man was not alone. His smartphone was placed against the breadbasket and he was intently looking towards the screen.
This is a portrait that is becoming common. After developing intimate bonds with the smartphone, we are now in the second stage of this marriage. The visual evidences of that relationship have become a part of our everyday sights. For instance, sometimes in the Metro train you might have felt that the person standing next to you is rather insane for talking aloud to himself but then you discover his earplugs and his mobile phone.
The most fascinating aspect of the shaping of the new Modern Man is that such profound transformation in him is taking place in our lifetime. In a way, we are a part of this evolution drama both as its front row audience and as its actors on the stage. I further convey this point by sharing a couple of scenes that I captured from my camera over the recent months.
My eyes, my ears