:: Blown out of proportion! ::
I’m fat. Not bulky-obese kind of fat, but I weigh way more than what my ideal weight should be (as per height 5’6”).I don’t have a heavy diet I wonder what would I be if I had one. I’ve got a broad frame which apparently makes me look bigger anyways! Ironically, I’m also the smallest in my family (w.r.t age and size.)
So if you can picture me, you would’ve definitely presumed it right that I’m the big one in a group of friends. And when there are guys (all of them) who have a lean figure, I’m the biggest. An absolutely analogous case with thin girls floating in the air around me while I’m rolling with them!
I don’t wear skin tight clothes, I don’t wish for a prince charming, I swear I don’t squish people under me, I don’t dance on their feet nor do I eat their share of food, I just cant understand why the bloody hell would anybody have a problem with what my size is.
Since childhood I’m associated with ‘moti’ (fatty) so much that its my nickname now. After growing up some people changed it to ‘motu’ In Kerala, my cousins call me ‘aana kutti’ (baby elephant) and my brother calls me happy-potamus (origin – hippo/potamus) I love these name! Just because it sounds cute and its not rude. What I don’t like is when the tone is sharp and bitter and the names turn to ‘saand’, ‘saandoba’, ‘hathini’ etc. I fucking hate it when somebody asks me, How come you are so fat man! ( you’ve put on weight is more than enough!) or damn your thighs are so big. I mean seriously, does it really matter/?? .. Am I sitting on you?
I love food. It makes me happy. I have no issues with veggies at all. I love chocolates (white chocolate to be precise), chicken, sweet corn and fruit salad to name a few. I love food way too much to starve and diet. I can exercise but my routines all fucked up. Still to say the least, I do it 3 times a week. I wear clothes that suit my persona and “make” me look thin. I aint the prettiest damsel in town but I do my best to present myself well. I always wish and wonder to lose weight but that never happens. Maybe I haven’t tried good enough but it all begins with giving up on things which I don’t think ‘m ready to do. Its something I’m very well aware of and also, the worst thing to be reminded over and over again!
As far as i know, I too watch my weight, but not as closely as others do!
I’m making one thing pretty clear here, for all those freaking idiots who’s got a problem with my size or anything closely related to that, get the fuck out of my life!
I aint fussy about food, I eat what I like, and I’m a merrier person! That’s all I’d like to know.
Ps : I hate people who are fussy about food and count calories while eating them, worse, tell me how rich the food is!
Pps: I’m seriously jealous of people who are thin and don’t put on weight no matter what they eat! Freaking blessed bastards on earth! *sighs*