Come out of the “FAT” stigma

Dear Aunt, who stabbed me with guilt for having extra bowl of black gram soup, Read this! Dear school teacher, who mocked me and my friend, for having extra scoop of butterscotch ice cream, Read this! Dear school friend, who ridiculed me as I wasn’t skinny and called me a WWE wrestler, Read this!

Why body shamming is a birth right for some and why they are never scared of deriding others or never stopped to do so? Like me, there must be many who have either come out of this as a winner or are still clung to the statements thrown at them.

What is this thin and thick category? And why are we so obsessed to fall into the former one, that we lock our conscience till the time we don’t get certificates from the people who hold least importance in our lives.

Okay so now I have infuriated some and some must be thinking, when do I really get to the point! If you are chubby and healthy with super oily T zone, then I say you have already turned many heads😊

Best phase ended quickly….

I was brought up in a village, with meager pollution. Arabian Sea so close to my home that in the utter silence, the sound of tides dominated my nights. Climbing a tree then and trekking in the mountains now holds similar JOY! I can still recall the smell of fresh fried chips of farm fresh raw bananas and watching Cartoon Network. Mollycoddled by my Aai( grandmother) as she awakened the taste buds with sweet savories. Keeping no count on the hot chapatis (Indian bread) as my mum kept rolling and rolling the dough. This was my childhood till I was introduced to the ominous phase of my life and it’s threshold was 6th grade!

The silly perception of “Ideal Body” runs down in our generations. No one really has damn idea about it. Still their judgement holds vital role in altering the diets and confidence of many! A tease, that single tease changes a child’s life forever. Innocence is lost! But the worst is when tease comes from the similar age group.

Growing up as a chubby girl was not easy for me as well! There were days of pride when my cheeks were pulled by my aunts and being tagged as cute and days when I cursed my body. Clearly having above average height helped me neither, even when I was getting selected in the school plays or leader of the marching parade. None of these really then matter as my mind could only think of that my collar bone was invisible and I was not fitting in my old cloths. This obsessiveness kept getting worse until last year of high school, when I gave up Carbs. In 7 months I lost more than 15 pounds. It took a major toll on me and my immunity.

Cut short to the present day, I am confident, super confident with ZERO intention to please anyone anymore! I now know what works best for me. My food habits, my liking, my choices are ORIGINAL. Now when I meet younger people and hear to their struggle to fit to the thin template. I say “BE FIT NOT THIN”. As healthy body and healthy state of mind is a continuous process which needs patience and determination.