25th August 2016

Here I am, standing in the bathroom, looking at myself in the mirror, looking at my fat, curvaceous body. Tears rolled down my eyes as I reminisced the happenings of today.

So how did I end up here? Well, I was so not like this. I was the happiest, free-living spirit you would've ever imagined, until this happened. My weight. I'd see the pictures of my favorite TV stars and heroines in the newspapers and magazines. They look so....well photogenic. I close my eyes and try to fancy myself like that. Yes, I looked beautiful too. But the reality sunk within me the moment I open my eyes.

Well, I wasn't the one who gave up easily. So I reduced my eating and increased my workout manifold. The void in my stomach growls. It feels good. I do push-ups on the floor till my lungs scream for air. It feels satisfying. My parents scold me endlessly for "dieting", but I still push on.

It's a Saturday, I'm sitting in my physics coaching class where the teacher is singing about mass and gravity. Suddenly one of the kids shout, "The best example of mass is Aranya!". Shouts of laughter erupt in the class and believe it or not, even the teacher whom I loved and respected so much, also began laughing! Like my appearance mattered to a teacher. I was heartbroken. This is what I get for ripping my muscles apart. This is what I get for slogging my guts out.

So back to my bathroom. I kept running rivers till I felt sick. And then I stopped. And then a voice spoke within me. Really Aranya, that's all you got? You're sitting here, wasting your time and life over a stupid, paltry joke? I realized that there is no definition of perfect, as it varies from person to person. And how many can one please? Heck, why do I even bother about what others think? They all can go jump. I may not be pretty on the outside, but now I know that I hold my beauty in the right place: in my heart.

And so, as I walked out of the bathroom, I walked into a new life.

Yours sincerely

Aranya

*Listen I'm not a depresso or anything. This incident is purely my creativity. But the objective behind writing this is real. Guys, please be sensitive. Think twice before you say something. What may mean an ounce to you may mean a ton to someone else.