Confessions of a FAT boy!!!

"Excuse me."

Hmmm...soft voice.A girl.I turned around."Wow!!!"..what a face... and what figure...and...and...(let it be!:-p ...full body scanned. :-p). I was blocking her way.(You know these hi-fi book stores! The space between book shelves is so small.) Our eyes met. For mini seconds though. But the look she gave was like she had seen a monster, ready to eat her.Raw.Hello?? Haven't you seen a boy who is little bigger in stature (read overall size) than you. What is so abnormal?? Ok,i accept am over weight.ok. Little extra over weight.(not even that! only belly, bum & waist are of little extra size.everything else is normal.) But that does not mean i don't have heart.

This has been the case for past few months. Everywhere you go, all eyes on you.Not because you are the "show stopper" but bcoz you can't fit into their eyes.You are too big. You are FAT. FAT!FAT!!FAT!!! The 3 letter word is the biggest abuse you can get. Those looks haunt you. The nightmares of you standing in a jam packed Colosseum like a gladiator {a fat one of course :-(}. You are loser. People cursing, throwing tomatoes, eggs, chappals at you."Yeh dharti pe bojh hai","he has no right to live","yes, kill him", "kill him","kill him","kill him"! You wake up. You are wet.... from sweat!!  Its 2:30 am. You make up your mind.Morning 5:30-jogging for at least 5 km. You put alarm for 5:00 and go back to sleep.

5:00 am..tick tick..."snooze"....5:10...tick tick..."snooze"....6:30....tick tick..."Shit man." You hurriedly wrap up morning activities and are ready in 6 min sharp. You go to the lift but its not working.ah! Trying hard to keep yourself motivated you say,"anyways if i go by stairs i will burn some extra calories.so,no issues." From 8th floor you come down to basement and off you go.You reach jogger's park. Feel happy to see fellow fat people. Mostly uncles and aunties. There are few teenage boys and girls, running, doing all sorts of exercises."Don't be discouraged yaar! tu bhi waisa tha jab tu unke umar ka tha" or "shayad athlete hoge.They need to maintain their stamina." Leave it. You successfully complete 1st round and then realize that you have to catch office bus. So you start your way back! Not a bad start huh?

In office, all you can think about is how to burn more and more calories. In between you go to internet PC and search for sites like 6packs.com, howtolosefat.com, fatburning.com. You delete your search history coz its your secret. You will surprise everyone with your toned, all-muscle body. They will be shocked and will make awkward faces? Who will make what type of face? Your day dreaming starts.You are interrupted. Its the pantry boy."saarrrr, Chaudari saab ka ladki hua. uskaa sweets".Its Kaju-katali. your favourite.But you take only one piece.Yummy...its awwwssshhuumm!...you take 2 more."arey, now i have started exercising, anyhow i am going to burn all these calories." 

Its lunch time. You take only one chapati. But your friend who has taken more than he can eat offers his rice to you." arey, kya yaar dost ke liye itna nahi karega?(why & from where in the hell dosti came up) "you started dieting or what?", "come on yaar,  you will/can eat more than this. Khaa le..."...What?? sale, its my stomach, not BLACK-HOLE where you can dump everything. But you eat it, for the sake of "friendship".You know you won't be able to control at dinner.You do some freaky calculations in your mind. You gained more than you lost.Shit. Unsuccessful day.You lost. Lost gladiator. One more  dream that will make you wet in bed...unfortunately again because of a horrifying nightmare making you sweat!!! Shit scaring!!!