Crossroads

Disarrayed ambitions spread across
Thoughts engulfed in confusion
She stands still in helpless anguish
Knowing not what lays ahead
Fearing consequence of a wrong turn
As she readies herself to tread on one
A step further, she retracts two more
Her mind filled with pessimism, like
thorned shackles bound to aching feet.
As her eyes shut for a divine intervention
A sudden inner peace befalls on her,
her own strength battling the dilemma.
She sets afoot on a path less traveled
Courage coursing through her veins.
She strides on her way unflinchingly
Never looking back or contemplating it
Like a true warrior, she conquered it.

Defying Laws of Physics?!

Alright.. Before you start contemplating that this post is some nerdy breakthrough rendition of an otherwise lame concept of physics.. Well, its not! (Yeah too bad you quantum freaks!) This is about my simply immutable but futile battle with weightloss! Sigh.. I cant seem to recollect since when this has been going on, I guess from the time my baby fat clung on to me even after I was done being a baby! After maybe gazillions of periodic attempts to shed flab throughout my life, thanks to some bullying and constant chiding at my workplace, once again, I decided to face that childhood monster of mine. So then, started the dreadful ‘detox weekend!’ (read how to ruin a weekend) which included ‘water and fruits fest’ and ‘roughage tour’. All in all it formed a good start, this was followed by mild ‘Trot time’  and ‘Toss the junk’ period where I was to bid adieu to my beloved cheese, mayo, confectionery and other similar niceties of life. This went on for about 20 days and thankfully I was able to shed a considerable few pounds (don’t ask me how much, I believe little drops make an ocean!) anyways I was elated at my progress (as usual) until the dreaded festive season dawned upon me. Just one, one freaking day of a tad too much food and sweets (I just couldn't help myself) and zing! The lost pounds came right back at me! It was almost like science played a cruel joke on me..  twenty whole days of effort gone in just a day! I looked helplessly anguished at my mother after stepping off from the weighing scale (which I jumped on, in anger) she muttered something about calorie balance which I didn't bother to hear. All I could do after this was, blame some random mysterious power that defied laws of mass and time balance for my epic failure. Hence, presently I have given up, as usual.. Although I am positively sure this saga will start again. Until then, I shall rejoice my munchies.. *om nom nom nom*!