Blogger’s Note: Gosh, I feel I have almost forgotten how to go about WordPress, it’s been thaat long. Blogging is not that easy as it seems to be. Many jump on the bandwagon of blogging (like me) but only to realize later that it’s a tedious task. Sitting with your laptop and trying to come up with smart blogging topics, errmm….boring! But of course there are many who love blogging and writing down their thoughts. Depends from person to person. OK, I’ll quit this crap talk and get to point!
So all the ladies out there, have you ever lost weight? Eh? 10kilos, 5kilos or at least 1 kilo! And did everybody make a big deal about it later? Were you asked questions mingled with different emotions, like– surprised: “Oh my God, did you loose weight?” (No human, you’re so just wearing make-her-look-thin glasses) , fake-worried: “Oh my god, what have you done to yourself?”, condescending: “So you have become one of those girls too?”, off-hand: “How did you become so thin?”, retarded: “Are you going through depression?”. Well if you have and are tired of being asked these questions, well come to my group- ‘A’.
As rightly guessed by your genius mind, I did lose some weight in the recent past. Not much, but just 3-4kilos max. I was 52kgs before, now I’m 47kgs. To me that is not even called a ‘weight loss’, it’s just general weight reduction. However this reduction has apparently caused a turmoil in my family and their friends circle (that’s what it seems).
Mum has never been so worried about my health than what she projects to be now. The dinning table during the lunch and dinner time is turned into a make-shift conference table with the discussion topic being: Reasons Why Pooja Is Thin. Every morsel of food I put in my mouth is scrutinized upon. I’m not allowed to leave even one inch of chapatti in the plate. When this whole thing started it was so very annoying but now, hahaha, who cares! Even after all the hoola over eating, I’m still the same.
Weight loss is worse when you meet your extended family. Recently a cousin got married. Uncles and aunties who haven’t ever seen me (or I don’t remember them) were spotted complaining about me to my parents. That only aggravated them and the fact that I couldn’t have dinner on the wedding evening (was busy) did not go well with them. Many think you are on some diet and give you the knowing smirks. And if you take a second helping of anything, that dish is labelled as your favorite dish.
Losing weight is sometimes also associated with depression or some medical problem. I understand that. But retarded are the souls who think that might be the only cause one has shed few kilos. The exasperating questions about you being under some kind of problem is just annoying.
This collective disdain for weight loss is I think only a phenomenon possible to be seen in the Indian communities, especially the north Indian ones. We up in the north love our food and no matter what a medical condition one may be in, gajar ka halwa is relished with the same emotion as a child playing with a new toy (diabetes can kiss butt). Even a few kilos of loss is a serious no-no, specifically for the youth (yes, I’m 22 and I would like to call myself the youth of the nation). These reasons are why later in the gym, we see fat aunties running meticulously on the treadmills, if only they had cared before.
Background Music: Wish by Hammock.