Why does man have food?

Food is the basic necessity of man right... I have wondered many a times as to why do i have a fixation for food with gigantic proportions my these thoughts led me to the question with which i began this blog...For survivival would be a good enough answer but i'm not satisfied...So i probed further....among the many necessaties of man is food only one or is it a major one the question need to be pondered upon...food,shelter and clothing are the basic neccessities of man u can find this in an social science book tht's wht im trying to establish here atleast food comes first.....


Moving on trying to explain my weakness for food which is my purpose of this blog i have to confess that i am a foodie even though my appearence may deceive many.My friends in Delhi here would very well endorse the fact that when it comes to the matter of food i am second to none which was a suprise for them in the beginning but now they have accepted that truth.So now they limit themselves in pulling my leg telling about food.Even at times i get a bit suprised by seeing my capacity to devour food.My stand would be that man needs to have a hobby in life i am seriously thinking to make eating my hobby which appears to be a cool idea.


Next i would like to narrate an experience that i had sometime back when i was in college there were two friends of mine one a very fat guy and another a very lean guy they decided to have a bet regarding who would eat the most Biriyani.The race sarted and the lean guy beat the fat guy hands down to the astonishment of everyone around.So what does it point to, appearence is just a red herring when it comes to the matter of food.So never underestimate anyone in the matters of food it was a mistake that my friends committed when for the first time when i went out to eat with them.The experience that i narrated above did very well have an influence on me.I have even gone ahead and challenged one of my friends here for a similar kind of eating competition.

One of my biggest nightmare that i have is when the people around me would describe me as "that FAT GUY".There was a point of time in life when i was bulkier than what i am today and i really felt bad about it that i would do anything to loose weight.After so much of effort i finally managed to get a thin frame thin enough to my desire.Those were the days when i was so proud of what i had achieved that even today that thought makes me feel good.After that i have tried my level best not to make people give that nightmarish desciption i had mentioned earlier.The thing that bugs me now is that how do i continue the way it is after my new found hobby......

The Caged Pigeon

How does it feel for a caged pigeon to be shut up in a cage by his own choice.Watching the rest of his bunch leading a free and carefree life he doesn't know what to feel to be true.It isnt true that he isn't enjoyin the stint there but it is incomparable to the life he has been leading so far.The fact that he has himself choosen a life makes it less daunting.But his prolonged stint in the cage has started taking a toll in him.A group of his mates envy him for his life but another group are indifferent to him.Its a big challenge for the pigeon to tightrope beween the two extremes.

Let's go back in time in the pigeon's life......



A happy go lucky guy spending his youthful days in the most rashest possible way.Fallng down most of he time to the taunts of the stronger ones in that paticular domain and getting up each time thinking that he has got nothing to loose or win in this goddamn world.With a touch of daredevilry and a touch of eccentricity he spent the most of the days.Everytime he fell people around him laughed at him, within him he knew he would one day make it big and prove everyone wrong.He completed whatever he was doing in the best possible way and was out of it unscatched with nothing but his dignity intact.


What next for the pigeon he was a bit confused the golden cage or the silver cage both places he had to give up his FREEDOM.He choose the silver cage for the time being thinking that his experience in the silver cage would make him ready for the times in the golden cage.But Alas! his stint in the silver cage taught him a valuable lesson, he belonged to nowhere in this world except the golden cage.This was an eyeopener for him. He left the silver cage and set off for the golden cage with the so called maturity of his experience rather the maturity he hoped to gain by age.