Having felt a little (oh no terribly) guilty after I indulged in a Mozzarella grill, signs that my body could no longer take days of shoving ‘healthy’ food down its throat and into its gut, I decided to rethink my moment of weakness and take a step-by-step approach as to why I was self-sabotaging my weight loss plan. The funny part is, I relished every moment I ate that indescribably yummy sandwich! I was worried not because I’d have gained a couple of grams tomorrow when I weigh myself. I was instantaneously afraid of what other people would say!
It’s just that the world looks at you so differently, so harshly when you’re fat. It’s somehow everybody’s (or the ‘fat police’ as I’d like to call them) moral responsibility, to come and tell you how fat you are, how that dress would have fit you so much better if you were thin, how they heard of the latest form of slavery exercise and would gladly push the brochure down your bag. ‘Oh have you tried this yet?’ ‘Oh did you know which store sells extra plus size clothes? They seem to have a good collection’ Like fat people aren’t supposed to have a refined taste! The looks people give you when you carry your food to your table (Sigh! no wonder you’re fat), however little that may be because of the 236th diet you’re on.
You don’t get to pick out clothes you like (even if they’re target clothes to which you’d want to fit into). If there is somebody I want to lash out against, it would definitely be the helpers at your favourite (not anymore) clothes store. They have taken up the burden of shepherding you to the right size and should you want to be ambitious, you’re met with the most scornful and flat-voiced ‘That won’t fit you, madam’ which instantly triggers that self-respect button inside you and give her the haughty ‘I-know-just-chill-out-and-go-help-that-skinny-anaemic-chica-there’ and swear never to return to the store again until you’ve lost the number of pounds you wanted to. It’s not about thin or fat anymore. The world goes by a new equation. Thin= confident, high moral attitude, complete control on the self, suave, sexy. Fat= You’re a lost cause.
Sure, having excess fat takes a toll on your health in the long run, but a good portion of the ‘fat’ people are healthy! It may be hard to believe. I know skinny women who are extremely attractive and face a myriad of health issues and overweight women who are in the pink of their health. It’s a process, it takes time. Sometimes, we have broad shoulders like a rugby player for no fault of ours. Sometime, possibly owing to our cultural factors, a wider hip or waist is common, but oh no! You’ll be slapped with bland puke-able green juice and your lunch will be just one stick of celery. It’s funny to watch the Kelloggs Special K advertisement that Deepika Padukone endorses. What are we supposed to get from that? That even the petite babe Deepika has ‘fat’ deposits? Or do they mean that The K works only on those who look like that? Why does only thin sell? Why doesn’t fat sell? Oh and since when don’t sarees ‘fit’? If you were to look at my face now, it has a concoction of the following expressions: indifference, anger rush and betrayal.
Pick up any famous book, watch any famous sitcom or a celebrated movie. Tell me how many women characters who are fat (or even just moderately overweight) are glorified or portrayed in a likeable manner. Take for example, Howard’s mother from the Big Bang Theory. Does she deserve that kind of hate-from-the-heart from her son just because of extra pounds? I’ve seen Raj crib about his battles with weight loss and that his favourite movie is Bridget Jones’s diary. Honestly, I have seen people on the heavier side than Renee Zellweger who have a more satisfying and fulfilled life. If she was that fat in the first place, she wouldn’t have had two men towing behind her. I remember Monica’s (from F.R.I.E.N.D.S) fat days. How she broke the porch swing, how she had 7 easy bake ovens, how she ate the macaroni off a box she made. Fat jokes, fat jokes, slap, slap, slap! Just because someone is thin, doesn’t mean they go around imparting ‘health wisdom’ to people who are not in the same zone as they are. The famed ‘a minute on the lips forever in the hips’ has to be voted the world’s most unhealthy saying (pun intended)!
Curvy women are the in-thing, people. Soon enough Julia Roberts will get sick of eating just a grape a day, Christian bale will get tired of just drinking water for an extended period of time with no avenues for solid food. I’m saying, people are thin and people are fat at various stages in their lives. The thin me can’t judge the fat me. It’s all me! I could go for a bootcamp, I could go for a 5k run, or I could just down a pizza in an absolutely unadulterated moment of food-pining (not craving, mind you). It all won’t matter. Go ahead, lose those excess pounds if you want to, but for the health benefits, and not because some snobby snot gives you a disdainful look. It’s you that matters that most! After all, to quote Metallica, “Nothing else matters”!