I remember seeing someone’s funeral picture as a young child. Even though I was too young to say anything about it, yet I remember not liking it. From then on I have consciously or unconsciously been noticing how the most sensitive and private moments of the life are captured in clicks.

A photography company slogan from yesteryears said, Capture Moments, and I understand that it is human nature to remember good memories. Earlier people would make appointments with professional photographers to get a family photograph taken for posterity. As technology developed and DSLR and digitizing became the “new” thing, “shoots” became the norm rather than saloon or studio photography.

Today with cell phone cameras and selfie stick one can capture any moment regardless of where one is – outside the house or in the lounge.This has given rise to the bane of capturing moments that are not only personal, sensitive, but painful also. And today cell phone cameras have made everyone a photographer.

Be it blood, dead bodies, injured people, funerals, or a private moment between two people, everything is captured in click and preserved for posterity these days.

Have we lost the sensitive nature of our souls, or have we actually become sadists?

Consider the recent attack on the APS in Peshawar. The photography spree was shocking, and there was no end to the pictures uploaded on social media. Blood on floor, innocent dead bodies, crying and wailing families especially mothers, and even the burial procedures, everything was captured by that mobile lens. This was not only painful and disturbing psychologically for me but a number of people were shocked by the illogical and relentless sharing of these pictures.

Media also plays a big role in highlighting pain by further asking questions which should not be asked or broadcast.

After every painful incident media persons ask the victim or the victim’s family how they are feeling. And as if this is not enough the camera is zoomed in to show their tears. I really cannot what purpose this serves.

If this were not enough even places of religious importance are not spared. Recently we saw Imran Khan and Reham Khan go for Umrah, which for a Muslim is a time when one is disconnected from worldly affairs and wants to be connected to Allah. But what I saw in the pictures from news wires and social media was people stopping during tawaf to take pictures of Imran Khan.

I am sure Imran Khan would not have wanted the pictures to be taken, nor posed for them, but I am amazed at the people. Can one not have a private talk with Allah either?

The other day I saw a picture of Imran Khan offering prayers in Bani Gala. Pictures of almost all politicians, performing Umrah or offering their prayers are rampant. What is the point of these pictures?

Can one not speak to their creator in seclusion without being splashed all over the media?

Last but not the least when any famous person, politician or king reaches the end of his worldly journey, and is buried according to their rituals of burial, we see the official media capturing these last rites. The oldest picture in my memory is of Ayub Khan. People have taken pictures of Benazir Bhutto’s, and recently King Abdullah’s, last rites and social media has been abuzz with them.

What exactly is the point of taking these pictures or even showing the ceremony on TV? Is this is something to boast about? Or have we disconnected from the concept of death so much that we need to be reminded by such ceremonies that we too will reach an end?

Or maybe we have reached a point where we have lost our sense of both, propriety and photography like many other things? This is a rather painful thought.