My big fat world

I was born to good looking parents (had no hand in this, trust you me!). So apparently genetics played a role and I turned out to be decent looking (by conventional standards, I’m told). An entire process happened to me without me realising the kind of impact it was going to have on my life. And I was not bothered. Because since the time I gained consciousness, I remember my extremely beautiful mother not caring a fig about compliments regarding her looks. She used to get quite worked up. And once when I asked her why, she told me she saw no reason in taking pride about something that she had no control over. It made a lot of sense to me. And all these discussions about skin colour, beauty, fairness and looking good lost importance that very day.

My father told me it was important to look smart. And according to him, the only way I would, would be if I was comfortable in my attire. He told me to wear clothes that I felt good about myself in, and to never conform to what people say. I always took him extremely seriously. He also told me we have one life – which has the potential to be extremely short – and we must make it one without regrets. Choose what you want, pursue it with all your heart – and that’s been my mantra.

So I mostly decided to concentrate on my studies (something I had control on), work hard at my profession (which I happen to love), and food (I don’t really think this needs an explanation!)

And there it seems, I missed out on something extremely important. You see, I have the height (genetic), the looks (genetic) and also the eyes (genetic) to apparently get everything I want in life (was it that easy?) – and the only thing amiss is my weight. The one reason why people take notice of me is my ‘beauty’ and then what? Being fat negates it all. Poor me! I’ve heard this so many times that now I’ve lost count. If only I were a little more careful about my weight, I’d have conquered the world it seems (if I’d only known it was this easy!)

You see, I get the health aspects. I do. And I agree with all those people who talk about the health issue (just that I hate exercising and I love food :P). But to everyone who’ve ever asked me to lose weight so that people take interest in my figure after my face, I make optimum use of both my ears (FYI).