Thursday, August 24, 2006

dieting=dying

DIET - a word at the mention of which doctors and health club's watch you like an Indian tiger watches a peasant. DIET a four lettered horror at the utterance of which strong men quail and turn up to heaven for help and deliverance. The word DIET can be expanded as follows Die of Idiotic Endeavour to Thin.This dieting disease has been slowly but steadily accumulating more and more man power to support its cause. Let me by a series of logical arguments thwart the defence under which this disease is spreading.

First let us understand the reason for a person dieting. well the reason is self evident, to reduce weight.What i do not understand is why anybody should want to reduce weight.I weigh around 80 to 85 kilos and i am not at all bothered or worried i am infact proud. see guys and also girls, if god meant us all to be thin he would have made us with a waist line that does not respond to the vagaries of our untimely and unproportional intake of food. When we have a waist line that is meant to expand then why not let it do its job.

And our anatomy is blessed with a 'Sticketh to the cream like glue and Spitteth things that taste like glue' thing (our tongue). If you gentelmen and ladies are going to feed only on cabbages and other leaves then gradually your tongue becomes useless. Do you want that to happen (think of the creams and cakes that your tongue has helped you to taste).If anybody comes and says to you " when you are fat u dont look beautiful" you say to him 'well all those who think so can eat cake' ( and immediatley you can also have one).When i write this i am reminded of a poem by a noteworthy poet.


I weigh between 80 and 85
The number of cakes i eat in a day are 25
As soon as i get up
I need to buck up
So I eat a chocolate
And leave the rest to fate.
I drink my morning tea
and then i am free
To eat my morning meal
And face the day filled with zeal.
With the afternoon snack i am nourished
But not all the hunger in me has perished
It is 5
Time to eat French fries
I then eat a pudding
With my mom close by cuddling.
I drink my BOOST
And decide not to fast.
It is dinner time
I am at my prime.
Mom has made sambar rice
And it looks so nice
I eat it all in a scoop
and end by taking a fruit.
It is biscuits i seek
and to the kitchen i creep
I eat like a starved sheep
And then i go to sleep.



I think these wise words by the wise poet would have opened your eyes and filled you up with that eating enthusiasm.See if you have health problems cause you are fat, go to doctor and the first thing he will do is put you on a diet and as soon as you come out go to the nearest shop and eat your hearts fill cause a contended heart is important than a lean body.

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