A Blog To All Blobs.

Long long ago there was a time in my life when if someone told me "Dude, I'm in shape" then I would say "Yes you're right, round is a shape". This was when I was training 5 hours a day to one day become a national level swimmer. Pffft!

Although both my parents are big structured and my grandfather closely resembling a small car, I was happy that I was blessed to get my grandmother's genes. I was tall and lanky. I was ruthlessly cracking weight jokes around my overweight relatives not once realizing that one dreadful day I would be on other side of the grass.

Recently, my mother was looking at some of my latest pictures on Facebook and she said " Aditi, you look like a cow". The minute she said it, she laughed so hard that it felt like she was finally able to take revenge by removing 21 years of weight frustration that I had slowly built inside of her , brick by brick, by my subtle yet awesome jokes!

So I decided that before I transform from a cow to a buffalo, I would take charge and go on a diet. Needing to shed a few pounds, I googled all possible diet tips and tricks until I finally found one that I liked. I put a bet with my-same-body-type-friend (anonymously named Tubey), that each of us had to lose 10 pounds by September 1st, else we would pay each other $150. Money motivates people greater, mind you. I also put a skimpy poster of Gisele Bundchen as my wall paper , so that everyday I would open my laptop to think " Someday I am going to look like you bitch"

With diligence and zeal, I closely followed all the recipes for each meal of the day even though it was enlarging the already present hole in my wallet. I was gymming or playing tennis everyday.

My motto: Dieting is a weigh of life.

• It's not the minutes spent at the table that put on weight, it's the seconds.
• The biggest drawbacks to fasting for seven days is that it makes one weak.
• The toughest part of a diet isn't watching what you eat but watching what other people eat.
• An excellent way to lose weight is by skipping.... snacks and desserts.

There would be times of the day where I would be so hungry that I could eat the plate, then I found out such an edible plate does exist. Chen Liang-erh, 50, an amateur inventor living in Taipei, Taiwan has perfected an edible plate. It is made from wheat grain, and he plans to mass-produce it with other edible crockery including cups, bowls and food containers. He argues that hungry diners, tempted to lick a plate after a delicious meal, can now go a step further and demolish the whole lot. Sadly, I have learned, the plates have the taste of unsalted popcorn - not exactly an exciting culinary delight. In his favor, Chen says the crockery can be boiled and will provide a nutritious meal for your pet.

As time progressed, I started feeling terrific until one skinny ass of a friend (anonymously named Cherry) burst my bubble and said "Damn, you put on more weight!". At that instance all I felt like doing was stuffing his face with 100 tons of cheese so that he would never have the audacity to say such a thing again!

After that, I was like screw this diet, screw Cherry! I started getting all philosophical and pondering upon the deeper questions to weight loss. Then I figured that the dumb head who had conjured up the rules on weight measurement that has millions of people depressed and even suicidal, had got it all wrong! The most accurate way of measuring weight is to actually lay down on the floor , with your back flat on the ground and have your legs raised up high and placing the weighing machine on your feet. Voilà! you instantly lose 130 pounds.

Isn't this just awesome! Now I only weigh 10 pounds. Life seems so much more beautiful with chocolates and ice creams in the world again.

So apart from making truck loads of money with this revolutionary discovery, I hope to save the life of my friend Tubey who is in a relationship with big mouthed Cherry.

Riding The Bus

I often question what exactly it is that helps guide people through their darkest days, not only to survive but to move past those circumstances and to ultimately attain the level of success and fulfillment that would have once sounded impossible, what comes to my mind is not the big moments that you usually tend to remember but instead the small life defining moments that get you by even if just for a minute.

Today, as I walked into what seemed like my never-ending-stream-of-no-job-getting-interview, I saw a guy. He was clean-shaven, maybe mid thirties, dark haired, of average height and slight build, he was wearing the sharpest suit possibly custom-made, out of a beautiful piece of cloth. It's more than just a garment, it's the whole look - the tasteful tie, the muted shirt, the pocket square, the understated cuff links and watch. Nothing obnoxious, just well put together. No flash, no bullshit . Just sharp. He reminded me of a Ferrari circling in slow motion, with the whirring sound of that unbelievably powerful engine as it idles, waiting and purring like a lion about to pounce. Seeing him pass me by just gave me a sense of feeling that maybe just maybe someday I will be there too. This encounter is crystallized in my memory - almost into a mythological moment that I could return to and visit in the present tense whenever I wanted or needed its message.

These recent times have been hard and difficult for me with possibly everything going wrong. Life seemed to have taken a 360 degree turn with my clock ticking in the opposite direction. From what seemed to be like living in an everlasting sunshine, I suddenly felt I was helplessly caught in a never ending period of gray foggy skies with continuous days of bone-chilling rain. It was like I was falling and falling heads down into the bottomless pit of failure.

Then I remembered a brave man telling me last night, "Whaaat is life without a few failures, look at me". I pondered upon it and realized that there is joy even in failure. It pushes you to be stronger and work harder to crawl out of that pit leading to a strange sense of satisfaction. It makes you appreciate success ten folds greater that you otherwise would. It lights a fire inside you - to dream, to succeed. I started drawing inspiration from everything. I looked for ways to find "happy"ness and humor. And then I finally began seeing roses in the ghetto.

So to conclude, everyone has big things happening to them but what you need the most is to have that one person in your life who will create that one small moment that turns your life around.