"Motu","Haathi","Takkali","Gunda","Yaanai"....these are some of the few words that i was addressed with when i studied in school. First i used to think that there was something wrong with my approach towards food, but later i realized that it was in my genes as all we cousins were blessed with some extra few kilos and harry potteresque spectacles (Thaatha enna sottu vechutu ponnaru nu kaetta ida thaan sollanum).
All throughout my school life i wanted to be slim, athletic and have a Arnold (Not russel arnold!!!)type figure. Infact it also presented me with an inferiority complex about my physique and hence i never got well along with girls (ippa mattum enna vaazhudu!!!). Infact i weighed so much in my 9th standard that even my seniors used to fear me just for my size. Perhaps after GODZILLA, i realized that SIZE DOES MATTER :-)
I managed to reduce my weight in my college days as i was away from home and also i hated my college food and ended being starved for most of the time. Whenever i used to go home i ended up eating like a native of Somalia. But still i managed to pull my weight down by my personal standards. Half of my relatives hardly recogonized me as they had never seen this downgraded version of mine in their span. Just when i thought that i had almost become a normal person....boom....i join the IT industry...i hardly do any physical activity..and i my weight has shot up.
The best excercise someone recommended i received for weight reduction was "Turn ur head left, then turn it right, now repeat the excercise for about 10 times and make sure you do the same when someone offers you yummy food."