Lost and found

 

 

It all started the day I could not fit in my favourite Kurti.

I stepped on the weighing scale... woila.. I had almost touched a century.. well no cheers for hitting a century and I am the man of this match without a trophy!

What followed was a series of advices , lectures on what to eat  - what not to - when to - when not to ,  recommendations of diet plans of film stars, wowww... this was nothing short of an IPL match, with various friends , family members , colleagues trying to buy me in their own teams of weight reduction.

I started off one-day series as a skipper..apparently skipping my dinner and skipping something i love the most - RICE. Trying dry phulkas, disastrous jowar rottis, gave me a feeling, these dishes came all the way from the thar desert , burnt in the scorching sun searching for water. So was my mood trying to eat them- all dry. My only hope was the salads, sabjis that were giving me immense satisfaction. And i ate the salads, sabjis more and more and my rotis were vanishing from my plate with days.  It was a month and Guess? i had quite impressively toned down. I looked getting into shape and i was spending hours infront of the mirror swaying my hips :)  God save my husband, now he was a full time photograper clicking me in all poses and trying to analyse where i have reduced. I went ahead and shopped for dresses 2 sizes smaller.. oooh... can life get better? 

In the months to come, i lost and lost .. not just my weight.. my lustrous hair, my glowing skin, my deep sleep, my energetic mood, my agility. I lost everything trying to be slim and fit in my favourite dresses. I was bowled over by my miserable actions.

What could have gone wrong? I began pondering.. I ate more greens, less fried, exercised well.. went to bed on time.. 

Well, i had stopped eating everything i LOVED.. and started eating something i never ate in my life and so could never love them.. 

This knocked some sense into me.I ducked out all my diet plans.

I started befriending my good old friend the RICE , enjoyed frieds and desserts too.. But all MINDFULLY.. no more , no less..  Loved my body as never before, pampered it with each day and practiced Yoga regularly. I also started connecting more with the body asking what it enjoys, when it requires rest, when it cannot exercise..

I also ate each bit with gratitude, love and contentment..

I finally discovered that appetite and my body is something worth loving immensely.. and FOOD nourishes my soul..