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waking up in the morning for this!

Class VIIth 31/08/2008
Time: 4:55 pm
Venue: Coaching Class

Two boys in the room were standing with their heads down.The teacher was angrily giving them lecture about how one should be respectful and kind towards people even if they don’t look a certain way.
The reason behind this talk was me or I should say it was them who called me a buffalo infront of the whole batch,they were unaware that the teacher was standing right behind their chairs.

They were given strict wordings and were asked to apologize for me, which they did.
I also, posing like a very humble human being said “its ok ,though I knew it wasn’t ok. Not much could be changed in their mentality but should I change the way I look?
It was the first time in my life I thought about fitness,weight loss,inch loss,fat loss,detox etc etc.
There was a gym in the same gully I joined it.Full of enthusiasm and determination of carrying a 36 24 36 figure I jumped into the glorified pool of sweats and machines.
The very first day I did the exercises like I was the PT Usha aur Mary Kom of our Kanpur,way back to home I told everybody familiar on the roads that I lost 380 grams today! It felt like such a huge achievement for me.At home,all the relatives,people in office…everybody was being told of that I had joined a gym and lost some amount of weight.
I did not eat at night and drank 2 glasses of Musambi Juice,next day in breakfast also I drank juice.
After the coaching classes,I went to the gym happily and much to my surprise I had gained a total of 2 kgs just by drinking juices!
Was told about how the mechanism of our body works that I need to mix 1 tsp of honey, some drops of lemon into hot water and drink that the first in mornings also read a lot since that day.
And weight loss is a lot more than fitting into a Small size dress or proudly wearing backless blouses.
Much likely, being fit is a total different phenomena and lots of biological science goes behind it.
Perhaps,I lost 6 kgs in a month then 13 kgs in a span of 3 months.

That’s when people around me,in school,in the same coaching classes began to ask me about what I had done to myself. I would ask them all to read the books I had read all through his while.
Joining the gym, doing physical activity, increasing metabolic rate, losing inches taught me a lot more than just “how to look pretty and acceptable in the society” ;various healthy habits,discipline,concentration,self love is attained too.https://www.psychologytoday.com/us/blog/wiring-the-mind/201501/whats-wrong-fat-shaming
Maybe, the reason behind me turning into a serious book lover was my friendship with the fitness books.
For months, I would look into the mirror and admire myself of how beautiful graceful and strong I am becoming day by day.
I used to meet the same boys daily and after 4 months and 18 days or so..they came to me and actually meant their “Sorry” and that time I replied them “THANKYOU”.

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