Thin?!...Hell Yeah!

*Whistles*..Skinny skinny!

Heard that already, and not very happy about it.It amazes me how much people notice my thin frame(Underline-Bold:Thin).Its frustrating to hear comments about "How deprived I am of life giving food", "How anorexic I am","You are waaaaayyy tooo skinny"!Proving myself to be someone who eats and prefers good healthy food over greasy oily food is getting tiring.Really,people tell me go stuff yourself with a sandwich or something else you might just fly away like a piece of paper caught responding to light wind.

Who tells a person pleasantly or unpleasantly plump "Goodness Gracious eat less for the sake of humanity","Is there too much food available?"..Ermm"Hormonal Imbalance"!If thats rude then what are the comments loaded on people naturally thin?Not exactly sugar-plum sweet coated with honey eh?

Well meaning aunts and especially this one particular aunt of mine would harp on about how "Dried up" my sister and I are;when her own kids are on the verge of exploding.Also things such as "Men prefer curvaceous women so that they have something to hold on to(Eww) /Boys dont prefer sticks so better gain weight to get a nice boy" drives me nuts.Its infuriating to listen to such comments in your own little house.I have nothing against people who are curvy,with full respect; all im against is that sometimes people treat me unfairly by showering me with comments totally undeserved.

At times saying that my weight is negligible though taken in good humor feels a little awkward.When I'm sitting on somebodys lap(which is always the case during space-crunch moments) my "Bones" hurt them.Ouch!Like when I was a little girl sitting pretty on a bicycle my friend would just say"Oooooo...So you are sitting behind me...Hahahahahaha...I hardly noticed...Hahahahah...I'm so funny...Hahhahahah"!Im not all that hopeless!I just dont gain weight.Well its another fact that I'm in no mood to intentionally gain as well.Absolutely blissful the way I am ;devouring green tea,diet chips and sprouts along with everything Mum makes:)

Darling..Its Christmas Morning..!:)

I was a fascinated excited toothless three year old when I got my first Christmas present from Santa .Oh!How charmed I was by the grandfatherly pot bellied man who surprised me every year with a box full of gifts.I never believed in the tooth fairy as much as I believed in Santa.

I would take out my colour pencils/pen/sketch pen or anything beautiful and pretty to write with and write down my wishes on a brown paper.

I would smile,laugh,jump,grin and have any expression closely related to happiness while preparing my ever-so-precious list of want-to-have. Even mums gorgeous freshly baked cake lost its appeal when it came to making my wish list.It was always an emotional experience because I would be anxious waiting for Christmas morning to arrive from the day I would sit down to dream about my gifts.

Today when I was talking to mom about it I realized how much I miss those days.Yes!I realized Santa exists only in Disney and Cartoon Network.Though I cant recall when exactly realization struck.It just happened automatically.I came to know later when my grey cells got activated that all the while it was daddy dearest who would sneak in my wonderful little gift and place it in front of the christmas tree.He never dressed up as Santa and I never caught him placing gifts.He just remained his usual groggy self at 2 in the night and would tip toe into our tiny room to keep our gifts at their rightful place ; later I came to know through Mom.

So my Santa was a tall,thin, moustached man who carried packed boxes of gifts for my sister and I.No red dress, no big black belt, no rudolph and definitely no white beard.

I want those days back when my eyes would twinkle at the mention of Christmas morning.No doubt, Im still excited just that the situations are different.Now christmas morning means getting up late in the morning, travelling to visit friends and relatives, sharing food and cakes and other things.Just as good but never the same :)

I wish I could still place empty stockings at my door and wait for a miracle to happen:)

Fruit Juice...I will miss Thee..!

...Gone...Missing..Poof...!Into thin air..!

My favorite NATURAL HEALTHY FRESH FRUIT JUICE stalls are nowhere to be seen.They were my only source of happiness and joy as soon as I entered my local shopping area to buy groceries,sharpeners,erasers and the rest.Looking at a juice stall with paintings of Uncle Sharukh Khan and Aunty Aishwarya Rai though made me laugh it satiated my deep desire to guzzle down something that does not have any preservatives.I remember specifically telling the juice stall vendors "Rs-15,mix fruit,little salt,no ice and one straw" and how my heart leapt at the sight of seeing oranges and pineapples squished, like a three year left alone in a candy store to dream up her own fantasy candy combinations.Yes, every glass of juice excited me beyond understanding.

Depressed and sad?A walk to the juice stall is a must.Too happy?Treat yourself to a big nice glass of pineapple juice.Feeling rich?Take the biggest glass of pomegranate juice.

I saw couples cuddling, dogwalkers, Im-so-jealous-of-Katrina's-figure types all huddling in front of the juice vendor to get their own custom made glass of juice.Quite a sight I must say. At times considerate mothers would get plastic glasses with pictures of Barbie and Winnie the Pooh to make their children drink juice. Aaah... lest my Chintoo falls sick!How wonderful it was to just stand there and see the traffic go by, kids coming back from their tuitions with bags loaded enough to make a hole if they trip and fall, muscular hunks showing off their prized babes(read:cars) and daddies telling their little ones to drink juice so that one day they would grow up to become as strong as them.

I guess all good things come to an end.I'm sure my relationship with NATURAL HEALTHY FRESH FRUIT JUICES will continue till I'm alive and breathing because even if my love affair has been called off by the Supreme Court then baby I'm in the mood for rebound.:)