To Autumn

I looked out of my window...Saw the beautiful autumn transcending the surroundings...An enthralling happiness filled my senses and who else can describe my feelings better than Keats...Quoting my favorite poet's line - Autumn beats from Keats!!!

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,

   Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;

Conspiring with him how to load and bless

   With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;

To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees,

   And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;

      To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells

   With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,

And still more, later flowers for the bees,

Until they think warm days will never cease,

      For summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells.

Ohh Keats - You can change the perception with your words…Always a big fan – Take a bow!!!

Zeal to Perfection!!!

A rush, a complexity, an idiosyncrasy...What else I can say.  What Felix did may not be a world changing one. What he did may not change the plight of billions of people around the world. He may not put a presumptuous step to take the human race, a leap ahead. But this dude’s made of balls of steel. Some excerpts from his upshot speech which echoed every bit of his exasperating emotion when he’s inside an ominous-looking flat spin that Baumgartner went into around 90 seconds into the descent.

"Because I have a manual push button where I can release a drogue [stabilization] chute which pulls me out of the flat spin, but at the same I time I knew if I push that button, this thing is all over, we're not going to fly supersonic."

Losing out the comfort zone, tackling the adrenaline rush to sooth out the right decision…What not. Felix had not only shown his incredible panache but also his flamboyance in reaching out his goal no matter what the condition is. Even though his prime motivation is to come back alive (as said in his interview after the dive), he never wanted to compromise in his calculated risk to go for an extra mile. Such is his knack, such is his compassion and above all, he still want to challenge himself.

Vince Lombardi said -  “I firmly believe that any man's finest hour, the greatest fulfilment of all that he holds dear, is that moment when he has worked his heart out in a good cause and lies exhausted on the field of battle - victorious. “ Incomplete. Incomplete. The man’s finest hour, his greatest fulfilment lies in his ability to challenge himself to the extreme and give his heart out to raise the bar of human spirit. History might have been written by the victors, but to be one of them…Look beyond the written lines. 

Ramblings of a whimsical fatso…!!!

A moment on your lips, forever on your hips…As Joey does, I too once used to hate this line. Without second thought I was offended as well. I am not giving an embodiment or an activist based view here. I am just speaking as a Tanuj who lived in my very own body till 2011 February. The one who’s living at present or lived after Feb 2011 had lost more than 13 units of adipose tissue (as bios like Shravya used to call it) or Kilos as British metrics call them. Frankly speaking, nothing changed. Not even an additional testosterone level increase or an added percentage of freaking activeness.

For this transformation to a mirror fitting material, the process included woeful humiliation from every quarter. I do not remember the whole story as it is exactly happened, but jus some jottings from broken words from my admirers (yeah who made my life miserable by looking at my rice plate as if I am responsible for global food shortage). The evolution of this pain started before I came to this world I guess. I remember my grandma telling me that I was born a kilo overweight. They called me healthy and damn everyone was worried when I am not having my food properly and losing my weight at that time. And there was the bomb. They saw an appetizer increasing tonic or some prescribed medicine ad on TV and experimented on me. The results were successful and I have started eating as if the world’s gonna end after my meal. I guess my admirers were very happy coz they found a 2 year old chubby kid, cute. Scene cut, dozen years later they were having all problems with my eating/fattening habits. Has the world turned upside down in a dozen years? We just not eat to satisfy our souls. We are major driving factors of retail foods. I bet none of my skinny admirers would dare touch the sugar coated calories in the shelves even though their heart pound for that. After all we encourage new restaurateurs by visiting them. We are the source of information, critical reviews and GDP growth (retail food combustion rate is directly proportional to our fattening…lame calculation…:P). Considering the fact that Warren Buffet and Mukesh Ambani are over weight, be careful while you comment on the next one you see on the road.