The Sun Doesn’t shine on everyone

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I know…. It has been a couple of days since ive wrote something to you. That’s because I was lazy 😉. Don’t get me wrong, I’m still lazy as a sloth with green algae growing on its ass.  In 2019 we went on a trip to Hyderabad. We were a large herd of omnivorous humans, there were almost 10 families including my own. They were my dad’s friends and their families. We went there by train, got ourselves an old bus whose seats were covered a layer of fine dust particles for sightseeing. I like to think that the bus gave me a bad cold that time and not the ice cream I ate. Anywho we saw a lot of places, shopped a lot, ate a lot, and slept a little. Seeing new places is more fun with friends and this trip was filled with a lot of them. Teasing each other, pulling pranks on each other and jump scaring many made the trip more memorable.    Then one fine night went for a “light show” or more like do-anything-with-lights show. the other guys in the group went for shopping and didn’t c
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Story of a boy with a big waist

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When I was in secondary school I was a skinny kid. You might think that the problem was that I was skinny. But no that was not the problem, the problem was that I had a big waist. Like imagine a skinny indian version of Kim Kardashian , that's how I looked. 

I wasn't the one who noticed this "disproportionate waist size" it was my family members , my uncles and aunts. From them my cousin's who are 15+ years older than me "realised" the same thing. They also found out that my hips swing from side , like a lot. So my had ingredients for body shaming and  I realised that my family members (not my mom and dad) used to stare at me with sympathetic eyes.

On top of all this I fell sick when I was in higher secondary and lost 15+kgs. Keep in mind that I was still a skinny kid. It was like as if the universe wanted my life to be miserable. After almost 6 months of hospital I was weighing around 20kgs. I couldn't understand a word they taught in school so I kinda failed that year. 

The next year when we were having summer vacation I joined the Gym. Like almost all guys who joins gym for the first time I was also joining because of the wrong reasons , body shaming. It was not easy at the first time I was exhausted when i finish my workout everyday, legs didn't obey me ,they started to shiver . My cousins were saying "gyn is not for skinny people like you", "you'll break a bone or two if you continue going to gym" . But when you are in a gym you get inspired to sculpture your body ,it's hard to get caught in negative comments. So I said to myself "fuck you assholes" and moved on. In gym you meet people who look like they can beat up a freaking Kaiju but won't even hurt a mosquito on real life. 

After 2 months I started getting results , I saw myself in the mirror and didn't want to leave. I was proud of myself for pushing through. I gained 20kgs in a year and a half. I enjoyed the pain the next day I get when I wake up ,I loved the soreness . It made me feel like I'm getting stronger, like I can take on on a Kaiju by myself. My shoulders got broader and my waist wasn't disproportionate anymore. I became confident , I became strong. And I'm still getting stronger every day!

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