I’m a foodie.
This is a simple statement, implying a lot of humor for some of my friends who have always finished my plate….some.. who always blame me for eating zero spice food, no nonveg..no nothing…
Now, if that humor is done with, I just wanted to divert your attention to why I wrote that.
The point is..I love food. I love watching someone prepare artistic food…any kind…of it.
So, these days, I have been like addicted to the Masterchef Australia series and have been smelling, tasting and fantasizing about the artistic delicacies they prepare.
So, what good is this info for any of you?
Umm..well..I was just coming to the derivation part.
In the Masterchef , or for that matter in any other competition, there comes a moment when some contestants have to leave. Some of them have to leave before even before they had a chance to enter the finals. At that point, we are shown the journey from where they started to where they have come.
The day.. when they had never thought that their love for their passion can be much greater than their profession. They just thought why not give it a try..and voila..their lives changed forever. They just knew where their passion lies and just went all out for it.
Their journey of making small mistakes to disasters..crying all over it and then gathering themselves to give it their best shot. Learning new things, rectifying mistakes… day in and day out. Surprisingly…emerging as winners in semis but still not reaching the finals.
And then opening the doors for leaving the competition.
This is ‘the’ point which leaves me so spell bound. I always find myself in that person’s place and wonder how I would react to it.
Sad to have lost it..just before the finals…thinking that you ought to be there and make your near and dear ones proud. Dejected at heart…BUT!!
Happy that you lived your dream …your passion…gave your best.. stretched your limits..
You made the best of the journey….learnt like never before…and be ‘PROUD’ that you got this chance to rethink that you had this passion and you did something about it…
And then..it does not matter that you ever win the finals…or whatever..
Well..now it is time have a big Gulab Jamun!
