I feel ya, woman!

There is a good hair day and there is a bad hair day… and then, there is a FUCKALL hair day and that’s what I go through daily unless I make an effort to style it. God forbid the auto rides. This happens

 

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Before we leave the home expecting to be showered with some compliments
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When we get out of the auto and face the heat in Delhi. Shit happens.

Ok. Exagerration, it’s not that bad also. I just found this comparison hilarious, saw it on the internet somewhere. Not with GIFs though. GIFs add to the hilarity somehow :p

 

My life is a series of feeling-fat days too. Hence, “I have no clothes!!”

Now, “I have no clothes” does not mean I have no items of clothing in my closet. Duh! It means, “I have no clothes to wear today because my tummy seems to be bloated for some reason I can’t fathom (Oh I have been having pasta since two days), my thighs are acting cute too and my arms are challenging Sunny Deol for arm wrestling. Well, whatever, nevermind.

So, I have parked my ass in front of this machine so that I can google some effective workout challenges to do daily and get back in shape.

Note to self : DO NOT MISS THE GYM 

I think I have to be accountable. I have to report somewhere daily. I cannot do that to my weighing scale, I look at it, give it a dirty smile and just walk towards the kitchen. Not-cool-girl.

So, let’s step on that most ignored in the world machine called the weighing scale, today. Snap the current weight and keep doing that at regular intervals to note the progress.

On a serious note, I want to get in shape – not for anybody else but me. I feel happier when I can carry off any outfit with aplomb and not when I try to hide the flab. I am in awe of women who do that with confidence, but I – for the life of me – haven’t been able to do that, so why not lose it? If it makes you feel good, you look good. You radiate how you are feeling. As for me, I feel better when I feel fit. Don’t judge me to be “all about the looks”, no – evil is still evil. But – fitness of the mind, body and soul is of the utmost importance and you just cannot slack on that.

In the end, I just want to confess that I am a nicer person to be around when I am looking nice. Whatever that means now.

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Snapped yesterday by my darling friend Sonal @ Khan Market, New Delhi – we had a fun pasta date and a lot of girl-talkin 😉 I have posted this image to compare it with the ones I will post subsequently. I am excited.

 

Sloshed, in love.

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Do you make a wish when you see 11:11?
I do.
Do you randomly send a “thank you” into the void?
I do.
Do you sometimes feel afraid of your happiness?
I…do, too.
Do you sing when you are alone?
Of course I do.
Did you let go of people who couldn’t stay..?
I did.
Do you wish them well..? Please do.
Do you miss them..?
No one is replaceable.
Do you feel insecure….fear attachments?
I do..
Naive, yet cynical.
Suspicious, yet gullible.
It does get a bit much at times, being human.
But for now….. all I want to do is TRUST.
Trust the answer to my 11:11 wishes.
Trust that the void has been filled with stars and flowers.
Trust I have no reason to feel afraid.
that my tuneless songs are loved..
trust the ones, who left, still love me,
trust the ones who stayed – will forever do.
Sloshed, in love.
xoxo.
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