Down with viral. Was reading ‘The Children’s Mahabharata’ when something on Bhima brought back very unpleasant memories. No No No…I do not resemble Bhima by any angle – neither do I look like him nor is my appetite like him…Yet I don’t know what triggered it and one thought led to another and those moments came right before my eyes.
“Beta let’s check your weight first…”, said Doctor Uncle. The next moment I had disappeared from there. Weight…no god no… why me? I am fine…ask mumma…why are you doing this to me doctor uncle…why can’t you just check my pulse… What followed was a big ‘Neena hunt’ in the house…why couldn’t they leave me alone…
I hid in my dad’s room...finally safe. Suddenly I felt a pair of hands digging into my armpits and I was lifted off the floor. I hated the triumphant look on my brother’s face. I hated him so much at that very moment. Why was he doing this to me? Wasn’t he supposed to help me?
So finally I was made to stand on that god damnit machine…tears rolling down my cheeks. I promised myself that I wouldn’t speak to anyone, ever again. “She is overweight.” Well you could just look at me and tell me that, couldn’t you? Why this humiliation?
Life since then has been no less painful…Still trying to shed off the puppy fat, as they call it.
Nikhil keeps telling me that he just finds me so cute, that he doesn’t want me to lose any weight. But that doesn’t help me. KA says “It’s gotta do with constitution”. That doesn’t help me either. My question is why me?
