Gone are the days when the well toned waistline was the envy of millions and my tribe with the bulging midriff was relegated to the backend of the social "exercise". Gone are the days when those six packs could garner all the glory and the only gainful employment for the pelvic bone was to help trousers do their job of saving our "you-know-what(s)". True that some ultra special specimen of our species of the superhero kind manufactured in the courtyards of the Marvel(s) and Kings syndicate(s) did give this long neglected body part some respect with that utility belt of theirs but then again you cant pin the hopes of survival of an entire species on a glorious few can you (look what happened to Superman’s planet!!)? Agreed also that the true blue boys of the law enforcement agencies also showed some respect to the waistline by stowing their firepower in heir hip hugging holsters but well then again I believe people like me were in the majority and the waist still wallowed in the depths of obscurity only to surface in times of ridicule when those usual run of the mill jokes about the commonality between chocolates and a man were discussed by utterly inebriated party hoppers or just plain engineering college undergrads soaking in the sun in their hostel lobbies.
It would be unfair to say that nobody had taken care of the waist line till recent times. The credit for bestowing some credibility to my dear friend goes to the ubiquitous traveler. The ones with the waist pouch entrusting all their passports, cameras, money, etc to that small bag clipped around their waist. But then again the waist only got the attention when the entire family enjoyed the LTC and how often was that? Once in two years or so? Not enough, absolutely pitiful I would say. And even in times of this sabbatical from oblivion, only the waist on the member of the family carrying the case was in prominence while the rest still were in the relegation zone.
It wasn’t long before a certain Japanese fellow realized the missing music in his morning jog and it was fate that he had a company and an entire posse of thoroughly unoccupied engineers at his beck and call to deliver his requirement for a better early morning running experience. Out came the walkman and our friend had a peek at stardom that was sure to come. But this invention proved to be a fickle friend itself, but all its future cousins in the forms of Discmans, etc kept our waist in good company.
The revolution began silently for our dear friend and though the rest of the world took notice of this new development in an entirely different light, the biggest beneficiary of course was laughing behind the curtains. The true turn around for our protagonist began with the advent of the mobile phones. Those trendy little communicating devices which occupied much more than just a share of our talk time. In time they have come to control almost every aspect of our lives from our phone numbers to our bank accounts and of course who can live by forgetting his wife’s birth anniversary? In the growing indispensability of the mobile phone, we unknowingly began the quest for a suitable place on this skeletal frame of ours to carry it. And the one who rose to the challenge was of course the waist. I am truly honored to note the tremendous entrepreneurial skill shown by this otherwise inactive part of the body to grab the opportunity by the horns and tame it. Very conveniently we started clipping our cellphones to our belts and freely trotting about everywhere.
With the cellphone, the waist had arrived but wasn’t truly in the limelight as yet. The next step was taken with the PDA! Now people were no longer content with opening that laptop of theirs and working away from office. True mobility was defined as working on the move literally and the PDA found its way onto the waist firmly beside the mobile phone. The waist was gaining in real estate importance with these two figureheads keeping good company to the traveler’s pouch when up came the mp3 player. Looking around for a place to rest, it too decided on the now upgraded and plush environs of the waist and shook hands with the phone, PDA and the traveler’s pouch.
Around this time, space started becoming increasingly scarce on the waist and it was then that my tribe with the girth of a little planet assumed some form of significance in being able to arrange all our important companions neatly around the abdominal circumference. So you see the electronic revolution gave the people with that extra pound of place the reason to smile that we have so long been looking for. So much is the attention on that waist space now that waist clips have become standard accessories to almost any new electronic invention. It is when we see the troubled executive hunting for his PDA in the depths of his jacket, that we withdraw ours in a flash from the left hip in a flash. And how’s that time when that flustered female keeps hunting in her handbag for that ring-your-head-off-with-embarassing-ringtone-set-by-kid cellphone while all that us well fed discerning users of technology need is a vibratory alarm to receive the call? It is now with the advent of technology that people have started realizing the importance of having a rather fuller waist to accommodate all those utilitarian requirements. Bon apetit! Your waist needs space.
It would be unfair to say that nobody had taken care of the waist line till recent times. The credit for bestowing some credibility to my dear friend goes to the ubiquitous traveler. The ones with the waist pouch entrusting all their passports, cameras, money, etc to that small bag clipped around their waist. But then again the waist only got the attention when the entire family enjoyed the LTC and how often was that? Once in two years or so? Not enough, absolutely pitiful I would say. And even in times of this sabbatical from oblivion, only the waist on the member of the family carrying the case was in prominence while the rest still were in the relegation zone.
It wasn’t long before a certain Japanese fellow realized the missing music in his morning jog and it was fate that he had a company and an entire posse of thoroughly unoccupied engineers at his beck and call to deliver his requirement for a better early morning running experience. Out came the walkman and our friend had a peek at stardom that was sure to come. But this invention proved to be a fickle friend itself, but all its future cousins in the forms of Discmans, etc kept our waist in good company.
The revolution began silently for our dear friend and though the rest of the world took notice of this new development in an entirely different light, the biggest beneficiary of course was laughing behind the curtains. The true turn around for our protagonist began with the advent of the mobile phones. Those trendy little communicating devices which occupied much more than just a share of our talk time. In time they have come to control almost every aspect of our lives from our phone numbers to our bank accounts and of course who can live by forgetting his wife’s birth anniversary? In the growing indispensability of the mobile phone, we unknowingly began the quest for a suitable place on this skeletal frame of ours to carry it. And the one who rose to the challenge was of course the waist. I am truly honored to note the tremendous entrepreneurial skill shown by this otherwise inactive part of the body to grab the opportunity by the horns and tame it. Very conveniently we started clipping our cellphones to our belts and freely trotting about everywhere.
With the cellphone, the waist had arrived but wasn’t truly in the limelight as yet. The next step was taken with the PDA! Now people were no longer content with opening that laptop of theirs and working away from office. True mobility was defined as working on the move literally and the PDA found its way onto the waist firmly beside the mobile phone. The waist was gaining in real estate importance with these two figureheads keeping good company to the traveler’s pouch when up came the mp3 player. Looking around for a place to rest, it too decided on the now upgraded and plush environs of the waist and shook hands with the phone, PDA and the traveler’s pouch.
Around this time, space started becoming increasingly scarce on the waist and it was then that my tribe with the girth of a little planet assumed some form of significance in being able to arrange all our important companions neatly around the abdominal circumference. So you see the electronic revolution gave the people with that extra pound of place the reason to smile that we have so long been looking for. So much is the attention on that waist space now that waist clips have become standard accessories to almost any new electronic invention. It is when we see the troubled executive hunting for his PDA in the depths of his jacket, that we withdraw ours in a flash from the left hip in a flash. And how’s that time when that flustered female keeps hunting in her handbag for that ring-your-head-off-with-embarassing-ringtone-set-by-kid cellphone while all that us well fed discerning users of technology need is a vibratory alarm to receive the call? It is now with the advent of technology that people have started realizing the importance of having a rather fuller waist to accommodate all those utilitarian requirements. Bon apetit! Your waist needs space.
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