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To push to the limit

I've been thinking.

A few months ago, I chronicled who I was. How I fared over the year.

From pessimist to an optimist, from crying less to seeking more, the transition I endured in 2025 was humbling. I'm grateful.

It's 2026, and I'm reborn anew. Filled to the brim with hope, entering 2026 with accolades to my name that I'd never considered, Maa Kali is all to thank for.

Dad's back and looking at him, there's only one thing on my mind. Making him proud.

In these trying times, the only thing left is now to keep my parents smiling. In these trying times, the ones with the sails unfurled are those who are rewarded.

I discussed with Shrish and I've been thinking about it myself. As we progress in adulthood, life transitions. It evolves from you finding yourself around activities to you being demanded to act. You want to get successful? Put your work out there. You want to make new friends? Talk to new people. You want to get fit? Put the effort (eat less, workout more, burn more -- I say this as I've polished a McD meal).

Now, a pessimistic view is to assume that this, therefore, is the end of it all. Of where one just needs to coop up and hide within. And it's definitely the easy way out. Trust me, I am it right now. 97kgs, fat, not putting much effort than needed and giving in to my senses, I can't help but feel to be the sole reason to blame for the lack of initiative.

But as I come to the climax of Churchill's life, his apex, I can't help but feel. It's never too late. His Wilderness Years were meant to cripple him, It didn't. His campaign with the Dardenelles was supposed to cripple him, it didn't. I do believe within each of us lies the potential. To make it kinetic requires a kindling of the fire within. We need to put it. We need to hold the steering wheel.

21-25 is the period when the reins of the genetic horse are handed down from your parents to you. To make the most of it, it's up to you. To put yourself out there, is upto you. Be great. Accept nothing less.

I am fat? No. I was fat. I was weak. I was a non-coder, I was a non-runner. That's all the past. In my mind, I can only envision hallmarks of greatness. I can only envision a man of a Churchillian stature. That's who Divith Narendra is. I will be great. I will make mum and dad proud.