Are you a tweet? What happened? why do you look so hassled? Not troubled, then flammoxed? Oh it's only a tweet, sweet...write a blog entry in 140 characters. Is that a challenge? May be once i may have thought so, now i enjoy it the most.
Off late i have blogged less..much less...there were many many incidents & events that took place in Bombay, my state & country...but it's fun to tweet from my cell...I enjoy the random thoughts, conversations we all tweets have.
Opinions on everything..which matter to one self..these are then shared with others who too hold their views, opinions equally dearly. It's a good interaction, sharing. From tv shows, regional issues, geo-political, sex, food, urban menace, elections, name it.
But most imp, i have come this close as virtual proximity allows to get into the realm of Michael Jordan's life. He is the hero of my life. He is my inspiration. Air he is..Jordan is simply awesome.
I follow him on twitter..i get to see him and read about him daily. I love it..I thanks my professor Craig for it, he sent me an invite. When i aired my skepticism he was most positive..i had NO clue i would come as close to Jordan as to Mohammaed Abbas, Queen Raina, Bono (U2) & his holiness the Dalai Lama...i'm proud to be a tweet...
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Losing weight, heavy issue
I was always thin. My head was bigger than my body. Then when i was an adult & earthquake shook Latur, in which over 10,000 people died, i didn't know my life too was to change permanently.
The earthquake took place in Marathwada dist of my state -Maharashtra. It's backward, deprived & drought prone. Now me, a thin, pretty attractive girl wanting to change the society embarked on a Earthquake rehabilitation mission. From 1993 September till few years ago i oscillated between gaining weight & losing it.
If agassi says he was hooked on pain killer drug, i was on steroids, as my family doc said that was THE only way for my survival. My intestines were bugged by Amoebic Dysentry. For commoners like me it basically means worse form of gastro attack. Basically i would run to the toilet nearly 10 times fm Morning to Night. That also led to immense hyper acidity.
Cut short the crappy part, i still ate sensibly. I was then on asked to watch my food intake, the body's reaction to all that i ate & drank. Yet, i would diligently eat boiled food, not eat out, etc..then i was either to be hospitalised or put on drugs. The doc said 'steroids.'
This was beginning of a roller coaster ride for me & my body. The steroids did NOT make hungry at normal food hours. I'd feel full, as if waiting to puke most of the times i or any other normal person is expected to eat their meals. Instead at odd hours i would crave for food as if i could eat a human right then. I went thru' depression.
I was NEVER fat...suddenly my hips grew out of proportion, my arms looked like a body builder's...people began laughing at me, when i'd visit so called relatives would open their doors, look at me hahah how fat you have become neeta!! then like most of billion Indians i would be given great talk on how to eat properly.
It would presumed Neeta has simply kept aside all her work, stopped functioning & keeps eating, hogging rather the whole day. I went fm being defensive to aggressive then eventually taking humour...i realised we r just insensitive people.
This took it's toll on me. Can anyone imagine what this does to any self-respecting person? I had flat feet, yet competed till the state level, got water in my knees yet continued playing basketball as i love that sport & my hero always has been Micheal Jordan...
I went fm normal size to XXL size...now it's come down to L...but like today i sometimes binge on sweets..now that is the next to go off my list soon...
fm immense exercise i went to normal yoga which has increased my stamina. changed various diets & forms of exercises...i have got lazy i admit..more than lazy i gave my whole life, passionately to sports...after this i have made compromises...i will cut back on sugar in tea/coffee...so i don't add sugar or sweetner..i eat sweets...sometimes i go nuts..but i want to live healthy & i have decided
ONLY for my sake i will live my way...that is to be happy & love myself...& yes my body.
The earthquake took place in Marathwada dist of my state -Maharashtra. It's backward, deprived & drought prone. Now me, a thin, pretty attractive girl wanting to change the society embarked on a Earthquake rehabilitation mission. From 1993 September till few years ago i oscillated between gaining weight & losing it.
If agassi says he was hooked on pain killer drug, i was on steroids, as my family doc said that was THE only way for my survival. My intestines were bugged by Amoebic Dysentry. For commoners like me it basically means worse form of gastro attack. Basically i would run to the toilet nearly 10 times fm Morning to Night. That also led to immense hyper acidity.
Cut short the crappy part, i still ate sensibly. I was then on asked to watch my food intake, the body's reaction to all that i ate & drank. Yet, i would diligently eat boiled food, not eat out, etc..then i was either to be hospitalised or put on drugs. The doc said 'steroids.'
This was beginning of a roller coaster ride for me & my body. The steroids did NOT make hungry at normal food hours. I'd feel full, as if waiting to puke most of the times i or any other normal person is expected to eat their meals. Instead at odd hours i would crave for food as if i could eat a human right then. I went thru' depression.
I was NEVER fat...suddenly my hips grew out of proportion, my arms looked like a body builder's...people began laughing at me, when i'd visit so called relatives would open their doors, look at me hahah how fat you have become neeta!! then like most of billion Indians i would be given great talk on how to eat properly.
It would presumed Neeta has simply kept aside all her work, stopped functioning & keeps eating, hogging rather the whole day. I went fm being defensive to aggressive then eventually taking humour...i realised we r just insensitive people.
This took it's toll on me. Can anyone imagine what this does to any self-respecting person? I had flat feet, yet competed till the state level, got water in my knees yet continued playing basketball as i love that sport & my hero always has been Micheal Jordan...
I went fm normal size to XXL size...now it's come down to L...but like today i sometimes binge on sweets..now that is the next to go off my list soon...
fm immense exercise i went to normal yoga which has increased my stamina. changed various diets & forms of exercises...i have got lazy i admit..more than lazy i gave my whole life, passionately to sports...after this i have made compromises...i will cut back on sugar in tea/coffee...so i don't add sugar or sweetner..i eat sweets...sometimes i go nuts..but i want to live healthy & i have decided
ONLY for my sake i will live my way...that is to be happy & love myself...& yes my body.
Seller blogs
hellos everyone..off late i have been wondering. Why do i write? is it because it is my profession? Is it because i want talk to myself? Is it because i feel there is something that anyone out there can read, may not necessarily gain anything, at least they can read something...is it because it is my own space that I have created that is for my thoughts? Whatever, all that is inconsequential.
There are films like Julia & Julian, they have highlighted how theirs is the most read blog, people buy-sell, advertise, & get money. There are examples like some Mahadevan Reddy & other women whose blogs sell. Why? Because they write on sex & food.
I write about what is important to me, concerns my living world....then i was told make space for advertisements...which i did & guess what?? I may be one of the veryyy few persons whose blog garners NO penny! Is that a surprise? Not at all.
But that makes my mind tick...what is this space for?? DO i also have to write things that will attract revenue? Sometimes these things matter.
And strange as it is our production head came by & told me, "What cool cat?" "Your are naughty cat"..hope You are earning something from your blog. I burst out in a heavy roar...laughter..i may be the only one who writes diligently,never thought of making profit. Now i think why not? this is my profession -writing. I Only know how to write & that too well...so then? the problem is making it more attractive to the readers. Now that is thought provoking.
There are films like Julia & Julian, they have highlighted how theirs is the most read blog, people buy-sell, advertise, & get money. There are examples like some Mahadevan Reddy & other women whose blogs sell. Why? Because they write on sex & food.
I write about what is important to me, concerns my living world....then i was told make space for advertisements...which i did & guess what?? I may be one of the veryyy few persons whose blog garners NO penny! Is that a surprise? Not at all.
But that makes my mind tick...what is this space for?? DO i also have to write things that will attract revenue? Sometimes these things matter.
And strange as it is our production head came by & told me, "What cool cat?" "Your are naughty cat"..hope You are earning something from your blog. I burst out in a heavy roar...laughter..i may be the only one who writes diligently,never thought of making profit. Now i think why not? this is my profession -writing. I Only know how to write & that too well...so then? the problem is making it more attractive to the readers. Now that is thought provoking.
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