When I went home for the term break, this September
I had the best vacation, as far as I can remember.
"You look wonderful", said my gleaming Mummy,
"Except you seem fat, just look at your tummy!"
I heard those words and made up my mind
I would run the miles, I would hit the grind.
I resolved I should be better than what I had been
The next time I should be thinner, fit and lean.
So, from the next evening, "To the gym!", it was,
My body was the slave, my mind the boss.
I gave it my all, I gave it my best.
It was all work and toil, no sleep, no rest.
I ran on the treadmill, I cycled at one place,
I twisted and turned till I was in a daze.
I realized in my quest to reduce one size,
That there is nothing better than exercise.
From my fit friends, I asked for nutritious advice.
They said, "Put down the ice-cream, cut down on rice!"
So within a month I started feeling good,
I loved the workouts, but hated giving up on food.
Finally I cracked, when I saw a burger on screen.
It looked like the most delicious thing I had ever seen.
Ah! The huge chunks of beef and the melting cheese!
I had to have it. It was more than just a tease.
I forgot about the calories, I chucked the boring diet.
I ate like a maniac, my plate was a riot!
I had a cheesy burger, lots of fries I ate.
I devoured my lasagne, finished with chocolate.
The food was delicious, the dinner was great.
I felt no guilt, I cared a damn about my weight.
What good is life, without chocolate and cheese?
And what good is food, without a little bit of grease?
So, Sorry Mom! For I can't get any thinner!
I really need my grub. I am, but a sinner.
So, the next time you see me, don't be surprised,
If I am 70 inches broad and 40 inches wide!
- Sumana Manohar
(A productive Ethics class, 15th Oct)