Whoops, its wedding season here!

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True to my word, it is marriage season here in my part of the world. 😀 And I am seriously wondering how am I going to attend it all. It started from last week and it drags on to the last day of December and if I am right, I am sure I have a marriage in January.

wow, right?

Nope!

seriously, nope! Since I am already in the fat department, from the moment I can remember my body! may I add! All the food and wonders will only gain weight to my already weighted body and seriously, I am not entirely excited about all these marriages!

I mean, its fun, and its free food! But other than that, I have to face the mocking faces, the stupid questions, indirect insults on my body and direct mockery to the food I eat! Dang, I am one body shielding from too many bodies. Damn, I need the energy.

Though I have been fat my entire life and I am twenty-two now, so yea! Long period, and my dream, the foremost dream was to experience how it is to be slim! WOW, big ambition, yes, it is! I don’t want to be a doctor, I don’t want to be a business legend! I want to experience how it is to be slim and dress casually without fearing the bulging eye under my arms, on my belly and two pillars of my thighs! So, what was I gonna say!? Yes, though I have been fat my entire life and have been enjoying people’s damn comments on my body… I am strong and never… I repeat, never droop my head low and cry because of my fate.

I am fat, big deal! You are thin, so? So… If there are any people who are sorry for themselves for being fat… STOP PITYING YOURSELF! If you are fat because you can’t keep your mouth shut from fattening foods, then I should say, you really need to consider yourself! I am not blaming you not mocking you or anything. I am just saying you have a chance to be beyoutiful and healthy at the same time. It’s awesome to be yourself but it’s dope to be healthy and yourself, right?! I am sorry, I am not good at getting my points in the right directions! SO, don’t feel offended or anything! I am overly fat, so I know how it feels to stuff that next mouthful and promising that we will stop right then! 😉 I am in the unfortunate few who are fat from the beginning and have never been able to shed at least a few!  I think I am having some kind of virus to gain fat every few weeks :)) But trying is the new synonym for success! 😉

SO, where were we? Marriage! Yes. The holy night of squeezing two souls into one!

SO, yea, let me enjoy the colors, the mockery, the food and definitely the comments, “I will be single my whole life if I won’t shed some weight” Like that’s your concern granny gi!

Ciao, I am blessed to have my secret moments of ranting since I may be a huge blob of fat, but I am certainly not a superhuman who can stuff all the emotions in!

Thanks for listening to me Blog! I love you 🙂

The pain of my mother. (not good at prose,but tried one.)

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I promised her she will never have to cry. leaving behind the bones of yesterday’s grim hope, that rattles along with tins and cans I used to preserve pickled lies. The ghastly light flickered above me with a slow moan as the breeze fondled in the obscure, a shade of apprehended silhouette brush my soul and I feel no fear gripping me. Tears that fell from your eyes burst like little bombs in my head and I feel my strength oozing out just by looking at her face and I smile reassuringly, but she tightly seals her lips and blink her eyes with a sigh, the dust settled around her scattered in the hazy light.

As the day withered away in the ashen times of winter, tightening frost bites sink into my body making me go numb, and I feel no pain in my heart that has stopped beating or because I was too busy in the protruding fantastical life, I forgot to breath. Long stares at infinity has made thick bags underneath her plateaued eyes that sunk her pupils and dilapidated wrinkles crowned her flesh that once was red with bliss. Now, I see terror surpassing through her heart beating umpteenth time and she breathe in strongly making me choke on this hurt that has turned us(me and my mother) into a blatant array of lost survivors.

As I look into your eyes, the visions seems blurred with dried tears now stinking in your pupils and that tears a channel down your wrinkled face taking time to find the path through your layers of untimely struggle and strife. Now, as I look upon you I see fear intermingling death, longing for a door that shall bypass our tragic end to a full hope reassuring death.

life was never easy and promises are easy to say but hard to keep, mom!

Waiting for a change.

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What has it got us I wonder!

Look around to see the land chocking up remnants of memories once held pride.Now putrid emotions drench the land and spit out horrible gases chocking out brains. Looking at the long spiraling and non-spiraling buildings, I wonder….Don’t they give a chance. For people who was happy withe green and mud in their fingers. Now, deprived of freedom, farmers suicide and leave the land alone and barren for the big corporate to mark the site as “tourist luxury resorts”.

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I am not blaming for these technical advancement has brought lots of chances and survival whims for many, but they have destroyed the place where we can leave happily. Each day, just take a on the spot circling tour and you will see the green is diminishing by minutes and grey is taking a toll on the land. Only grey could have been survived, but the black emitting from grey populate white formidable aliens destroying immunity and the instincts for survival sinks.

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Never have been the majority against for such a thing and now the reason for their loud struggle is coming into existence. As long as the green starts to vaporize, fresh breath shall sink in and chock us with our blood infuriating. Even in this blazing heat, I see people cut down trees, huge shady trees and use it for something less important in this heat. I can;t comprehend this need of doing what is worst for others.Though they may never smell the patch of sweat bulging on their forehead, I wish they could only listen to the heavy breath of poor, pooling in their sweat for a one chance they could take down a proper meal.

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Wishing and hoping for a change and that too, a big one, I look around………..anticipating.

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