Showing posts with label Random thoughts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Random thoughts. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 29, 2026

Photo

पोस्ट मराठीमध्ये वाचण्यासाठी इथे उपलब्ध आहे.

Long before the advent of photography, master artists captured the likenesses of prominent and wealthy figures on canvas. Art in those times was not merely a form of creative expression; it was a complex technology. The precise application of skill, technique, and custom made pigments demanded heavy compensation, an expense ordinary people simply could not afford. Consequently, portraiture remained a luxury reserved for the elite. Before these advancements, a person's only way to see themselves was by looking at their reflection in still water. Even then, their features could never be preserved. If someone wanted to remember a loved one, they had to rely entirely on the theater of their imagination, for there were no physical photographs or drawings to look back on.

When camera technology first arrived in India, it was met with deep superstition. People feared that capturing one’s image would shorten their lifespan. Over time, this misconception faded, and having family portraits taken, either by visiting a studio or inviting a photographer home, became a matter of great pride. Initially, these photographs were black and white. Yet, even in the age of vibrant colors, those monochrome images retain a unique, nostalgic charm. Eventually, color photography emerged, and cameras became affordable for the common man. Carrying a camera and rolls of film during festivals or family vacations was looked upon as a symbol of prestige and a grand hobby.
Those were the days of anticipation. If the film roll was not loaded correctly into the camera slot, the entire reel would go to waste, instantly turning eager excitement into deep disappointment. Each film roll eventually materialized into a physical photo album at home. These albums were treasured assets, taken out periodically to relive fond memories and spark old stories. Some households possessed vast treasures of such albums. In my early childhood, our family did not own a camera; we had only a handful of photos taken at professional studios. I remember feeling a pang of envy during my school days when I saw friends who had massive albums filled with countless pictures of their childhood. To this day, most of us still carefully preserve those old photo albums.
The true democratization of photography happened with the arrival of the mobile phone. Even when mobile cameras were limited to a mere 2 to 4 megapixels, standalone cameras still held a superior charm. Today, however, smartphone cameras have become so advanced that the need for dedicated lenses has dwindled. We now have access to thousands of editing options both while clicking a picture and after it is taken. Furthermore, landscapes that once required the refined vision of a master painter or a skilled photographer can now be generated instantly by AI.
Yet, when something becomes overly abundant, its value often diminishes, and people begin to lose interest. Photography faces a similar crisis today. While the world is full of self-indulgent people who constantly click photos, selfies, and reels everywhere they go, they often miss out on the actual experience. In the past, visiting a beautiful destination sparked an immediate desire to capture it. Today, social media is so saturated with identical images of famous landmarks taken from the exact same angles that one wonders What unique value will my photograph add?
Consequently, relationship of many people with travel and nature has shifted. We used to take pictures to relive the beauty of a place later. Now, a new sentiment is taking root, a desire to store the beauty of the world directly in our eyes and hearts rather than through a digital screen. After all, if we ever feel the need to look at those views again, thousands of identical photos are readily available on the internet.
(Translated from Marathi with the help of AI)

Monday, September 28, 2026

Laziness

पोस्ट मराठीमध्ये वाचण्यासाठी इथे उपलब्ध आहे.

I kept a topic written down all day for an article, yet the sheer inertia to write gripped me. Sometimes, human psychology operates such that unless someone demands results or a deadline looms, a task is simply not initiated. We casually label this as laziness. However, one must wonder that is this truly laziness, or is it deep-seated exhaustion? Quite often, individuals who enjoy an abundance of leisure time also struggle to find the enthusiasm to act swiftly. Society routinely brands them as lazy, but perhaps they are grappling with mental fatigue. Mental fatigue is far more dangerous than physical exhaustion. While physical weariness can be wiped away by a good night’s sleep, a tired mind refuses to even let you sleep.

Genuine, carefree lazy people, those free from underlying exhaustion, actually have it quite easy. They carry absolutely no anxiety about accomplishing goals. They effortlessly bide their time with casual refrains like "we'll see" or "I'll do it later." Fundamentally, they refuse to absorb any pressure. They seem to have unlocked a vital philosophy of life: if I don't do it, someone else will, but the work will eventually get done. If someone is bound to take care of it, why should they bother breaking a sweat? And even if things fall apart, it makes no difference to them; the world will not end, and the heavens will not fall.

Then exists another breed, the intellectually lazy. Ask them to perform four physically demanding chores, and they will gladly oblige, but do not ask them to think. Do not ask them to read a book, study, solve puzzles, or memorize information. The moment their brain experiences the slightest friction, they abandon the thought altogether. They assume the clever, intellectual members of the family or society will handle it, believing there is no compulsion for them to strain their own minds. In truth, with the massive leaps made by computers and AI, we are all progressively becoming intellectually lazy. When information is effortlessly available at our fingertips, why bother reading and storing knowledge in our brains?

When laziness is coupled with utter thick-skinned insensitivity, one can only pity their companions and family members. Such individuals develop a habit from childhood, they are perfectly willing to endure a tongue lashing if it saves them from working. They believe that while harsh words may hurt their pride, they do not pierce the flesh. They let people say what they want, but they simply will not do the assigned task. Yet, they possess one redeeming quality that they are entirely devoid of ego. They harbor no jealousy and experience no wrath. By conquering half of the Shadripus (the six internal enemies of human mind) right there, they manage the remaining three with ease. Furthermore, because they lack ambition, they are perpetually free from mental stress.

If they procrastinate at home, someone who cannot stand the mess will eventually step in and finish the job. If they drag their feet at the office, provided they can show just a bare minimum of progress, their colleagues end up pulling the extra weight. Their annual appraisal might take a hit, but their peace of mind remains intact. They live strictly by the adage, "Que será, será" Consequently, their blood pressure never spikes, though they certainly cause the blood pressure of those around them to skyrocket. So, do you have such "cool" people in your life, whom society dismisses as merely lazy?
In human evolution, organs and faculties that lose their utility and application gradually dull and vanish. If this epidemic of physical and intellectual laziness persists, humanity risks slowly losing both its physical capabilities and its cognitive edge. It would hardly be surprising if a human race reduced to such vacancy is easily superseded by AI and advanced robots of the future, leading to our ultimate extinction. It will be fascinating to see whether humanity meets its end by being defeated by artificial intelligence, wiped out by natural disasters, destroyed through mutual warfare, or erased by the reverse tide of evolution. Well, at any rate, we won’t be around to witness it.
(Translated from Marathi with the help of AI)