November 28, 2006

Body Beautiful-Is All?

Filed under: opinions,personal — Kaveeta Oberoi Kaul @ 12:31 pm

Kaveeta Kaul

Just back from the gym, after an hour long yoga session at home..consumed the juice of wheatgrass, home grown, (totally hubbys initiative), am on to having some fruit and then breakfast maybe after 12.oo p.m..if I am home or will carry it. Why this obsessive, manic fetish you might ask..quite right..I feel the same..Why?

The other day, 25th actually, attended a pageant for crowning Mr/Ms Body Beautiful. The judges were the pyts of Bollywood, Dia mirza, Kangana Raut, Yana Gupta, etc The contestants were fine specimens of protein shakes, eggwhite, low carb regime coupled with 3day upper body and 3 day leg workouts. Indeed fascinating. Not that I was new to it, but hey cannot boast of a 24 inch waistline anymore..( college days..yes)but do I intend to? Naah!!!.. Do I wish to have one?..Naah!!! nose is growing..Ok..that was a BIG lie. I dont know of anyone who wont wish for a Marie Antoinette( 14 inch) or thereabouts. But in the final analysis, how much does it matter..really!

Now, I dont wish this to sound like a ‘grapes are sour’ syndrome..because its truly not. I maybe a few inches away from the coveted 24, but not too far..But for the life of me cannot devote my life to carving out my body, thinking, living, dreaming of abs and carbs, workouts and tuck ins. Its important to be fit, healthy and that one can view life with a certain appetite for savouring the good and the bad, with equal fervour and intensity, but to live on the basis of extraneous appearances, seems futile and such a waist..umm..waste of a good life.

I have personally known girls barely out of their teens, who in this race for slimness, have developed health problems with far reaching consequences. Since, all do not have the facility, time or inclination to attend a gym and undergo a trained fitness regime, they opt for what appears to be the easy way out..STARVE.. or worse self help books. “Be careful of a health may die of a misprint” The hazards manifest gradually, surreptitiouly and ignominously. when the alarm bells finally sound, its too late.Sometimes, irreversible harm has been done, hormones begin playing tricks, stomach lining ruined for life and child bearing in surmise..complications galore.

Preserving health in much severity is a malady in itself. Our ancients had prepared a blueprint as guide for a healthy life whiich incuded simple yet efficacious tenets. Eating in moderation, exercising in moderation, sleeping in moderation. the only ‘excess’ recommended was ‘laughter and the complete ‘no’ was ‘worry’.

The trend that is en vogue today is extreme anxiety about ‘diet’, ‘working out’, ‘body’..purchased health. But if one cares to look beneath the surface, it seems artificial, plastic, unnatural and fraught with the ‘disease of desire’. See there seems to be a strange dichotomy at work here. To a sane, rational, well adjusted being, the dea of health is synonymous with a good life. However when getting to that state of complete health itself is a state of angst, then to what avail that fitness, which at best demonstrates a narcissistic approach to oneself.

What about ‘chicken soup for the soul’? When will ‘soul stirring’ exercises take precedence? And how about a ‘soul search’ for perpetuating inherent goodness, lying somewhere deep within, aching for release?

When will there be a pageant for Mr/Ms Soul Beautiful ?

Kaveetaa Kaul


  1. Well said!!!!!!!!!

    Im going to be so less guity having the largest burger with largest strawberry shake:)I have a great soul..y’know that.

    Comment by puja — November 28, 2006 @ 4:38 pm | Reply

  2. Puja you to come up with this..
    re-read please..moderations the name of the game dumbo:) and yeah i know about your soul..mate:)

    Comment by kaveetaakaul — November 28, 2006 @ 4:58 pm | Reply

  3. Dear Kaveetaa, being a plane jane myself, as short as a child, and tiny; I would have lots of imaginary fantasy; about being taller, prettier, more “perfect.”

    I spent most of my life wishing I were taller–it didn’t happen!

    I spent most of my life wishing I had a tiny waist again too—didn’t happen!

    I spent most of my life wishing I had smaller breasts, while most women were having theirs enlarged!!

    Sorry, but large breasts on a tiny gal like me; looks too Dolly Parton–and being I”m not rich, or wardrobed like–>Dolly; I hated my looks!! lol though I do have an hour-glass shape still.

    But, I’ve learned(now that I’m 50) that it doesn’t matter really, what our appearance is; it’s what I think of myself as a person as a whole; which is my more prominent “feature” at any rate….

    now,if only men would look me in the eye when they talk to me; and not at my chest(gentle smile.)

    with loving kindness,

    Comment by North — November 29, 2006 @ 10:27 am | Reply

  4. puja you’re funny.
    I have been blessed with one of those bodies which doesnt seem to move from 54 matter how much i eat..but lately i have been working out a little. to be toned is something else and that yana is a wow.

    Comment by neha — November 29, 2006 @ 12:18 pm | Reply

  5. Hi North,

    I laughed my way through your comment..I know what it feels.. the Dolly Parton syndrome:)

    And therefore about men looking you in the eye..Ah ah..not by a long shot North..maybe after ten meetings or so. They have a ‘slippery gaze’ you see, kinda settles only on the downslide..LOL

    Hi Neha,
    Now girl..ENVY is what Im feeling as of now.. Lucky you.. make the most of it, while I go chewing on sprouts:(

    Comment by kaveetaakaul — November 29, 2006 @ 3:09 pm | Reply

  6. You are so fun-sweet, Kaveetaa–you give me a cavity!!

    Comment by North — December 1, 2006 @ 9:52 am | Reply

  7. LOL..

    Comment by kaveetaakaul — December 2, 2006 @ 4:22 pm | Reply

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