Being Fat...

It is a universal truth that I am over weight (read fat)… Believe me, it is not my ideal state of affairs to be fat or whatever… However, I also know for a fact that it is nobody’s business to determine how I should look… like fat or thin, long haired or short haired, whether I should wear salwar kameez or jeans, or whether or not I should wear shorts… I totally believe it is my decision & I will most definitely make a choice keeping in mind my comfort level and common sense as well… I am fat not an idiot.

Oh how I deviate from the original topic… (Probably need to get my head examined for constant deviation)… The reason I started writing regarding my fatitude is because recently I went tee shirt buying… OMFG!!! It was a regular trauma session. Things turned out the following way…

a)    Tee shirts of my correct bust/waist size were so long that I could button them up from below and I’d wear a baby suit, wouldn't need a jeans.

b)    Tee shirts which were correct in length, made me look like a giant sausage

After much ado and trials, I finally found a tee shirt which was perfect. I was still basking in the glory of finding the perfect tee, when the sales woman opened her smelly mouth and said ‘madam aapko thoda weight loss karna chahiye’ (madam, you should lose some weight)!!!!

I wonder if people give unsolicited advice to others about their looks and life because it is free or unloading crap on to others makes a person feel superior. 

I had such vicious ideas to torment her on so many levels just for my sadistic pleasure… but I just popped the tee back in its place and walked away before I slapped her silly.  

Empty Mind Devil's Workshop

I believe everyone should work. If not for a living then maybe to nurture your hobby, to help people/animals or just so that you are not bored. It need not be a physical labor that you are unable to do, just do something... anything for that matter. 

Clichéd but absolutely true is empty mind devil's workshop.  If you have nothing to do then your mind wonders and shitty ideas come out. Insignificant things make you feel that the world is out to get you and you spiral into finding ridiculous methods to avenge yourself. 

However, from the other side you seem to be a good-for-nothing, evil, irritating piece of crap who has no work but to be a road block for everyone else. 

So if you know anyone who is like this... please urge that the jerk should find some work and get to it... 

Aging My Way

My friend's twitter post "35 and rocking" reminded me of the fact that next month I will be 36. It just seems like yesterday that I was in college and my biggest worry in life was the assignment at hand. 

Some people I know, tell me that "umar ka lihaaz karo" (consider your age before you do things) and stop wearing superhero/cartoon print tee shirts, stop watching cartoons and most definitely stop wasting money on graphic novels and other memorabilia...

I don't know how to act my age, honestly I have never been 35 until this year, and while I get used to the fact that I am 35, I will become 36 and the cycle will start again. 

People have midlife crisis, I have identity crisis. How can I change who I am just because I am older and the most important question is Why Should I? 

While I am trying to say I want to remain unchanged, I am definitely NOT comparing myself to a 20 year old because their exuberance kills me at times. 

I am a 35 year old, grumpy, graphic-novel-reading, weird-tee-wearing, cartoon-watching, potty-mouthed person and will NOT change... 

So what...

India lost to Australia today... it was a tough match and Australia made it to the finals.. SO WHAT!!!!! How on god's green earth is it the fault of Anushka Sharma??? Certain assholes are tweeting that Anushka Sharma should be incriminated for this loss, people burning effigies of her and some other players.. By this rule, anyone who is dating or are friend's with the indian Cricket team should be shamed in public. 

I'd say leave the lady alone... While India won 7 consecutive games against some of the best teams of the world, no one seem to praise her contribution towards these win... so how is it her fault now???

My canines & their human!!!

I don't own my dogs, I am not their 'owner', I am a caregiver! If anything, they own me royally... and they know it!!!
They know what makes me happy, what pisses me off and what they will get if they behave like good dogs. Plus those eyes.... they know when to wring my inner guilt out and shred me to pieces.
When they behave like fools to make me laugh, I guess what goes on in their mind is "ridiculous human... why be sad when you can be happy... let us show you how easy it is to smile"...

Yep.. I said it.. they own me and I am their human!!!

Frog & the Frying Pan

We have become like the frog in the experiment who jumps out of the heated frying pan once you place him there; however, the same frog remains seated in the frying pan when it is gradually heated & brought to the boiling point. By then it is too late for the frog to jump out so it boils and dies a painful death.

We create a major outcry when gross injustice happens out of the blue; we protest, we fight, we do almost everything possible to bring justice to our own.

Adolf Hitler had said "The best way to take control over people and control them utterly is to take a little of their freedom at a time, to erode rights by a thousand tiny and almost imperceptible reductions. In this way, the people will not see those rights and freedoms being removed until past the point at which these changes cannot be reversed."

We as Indians seem to be the latest lab rats to test this theory on. 

The Truth...

They were a happily married couple. She was happy, he was married and they were a couple.