A Love Day !

Phew ! What a day it has been. It's way past midnight and to have to wake up early for college tomorrow, i know i should be in bed by now. But i really want to share this with you all tonight. So i guess i will just endure this exhaustion for a few more hours.

It was about a couple of weeks back when a random thought about how plain this Valentine's Day was 'also' going to be, left me with a keen desire to do something this year. I thought of ways and finally my heart chose to 'love the unloved'. I decided to spread love and smiles to innocent little kids. :) And so with the help of my friends' and my friend's friends, we made a rough plan, chipped in money, did a whole lot of shopping and reached the orphanage early this morning.

Located in Baluwatar, Kathmandu, Aishwarya Children Home was founded by Mrs Nirmala around 6 years ago. There are about 35-40 children living there, ranging from ages five till seventeen. And oh how sweet they are ! Or better described, Disciplined !

Upon entering the room, we were greeted with warm faces that smiled 'Namaste Sir/Miss'. And after a brief conversation, we started with the cooking. I swear i had no idea it would be that difficult to prepare a meal for almost half a hundred people. But it was enjoyable and the environment was just so merry with all that singing and dancing. Then came the most fun part -  Games ! :)

Tug Of War

Musical Chair

Seeing them happy made me much more happier. :)

After the activities, followed the prize distribution, and finally the much awaited lunch. Since it was already 3 in the afternoon, every single person was so famished that it took no time for the 'just served' plate to get empty. Thank goodness, the food turned out yumm. At least better than expected. Haha.

I knew a cake would undoubtedly brighten up a child's face. And so we'd got a big heart shaped strawberry one that read,
'Happy Valentine's Day.' :D

Excitement Overloaded :) 

Dessert brought us closer to the end of the day. Those cute little kids sang a song or two for us which in turn made us blush with shyness as we could not even do that. The most we could do was to give them each a mini goody bag consisting of a pencil, an eraser, a sharpener, a ruler and a few pieces of candy.

The Mini Goody Bag

And finally after capturing all the beautiful memories in a single group picture, we left the orphanage in the evening. As i stepped outside, i told myself that i would visit them again one day; for i have so much more love to give. :)

Cheeeeessseeeeee :D

I have done something good today. I have loved. Off course i know that we do not have to wait for a special day to express our love. But how can we simply let a 'love' day pass by without loving and without being loved? I surely could not have.

Today, i have loved, and i also know that today, i have been loved.
By those beautiful children.

Till my next post, Eat-Pray-Love !

:D

Story of a Big-Sized Girl

I want you to take a look at this first.

Take that !

I was actually searching for random 'FAT' quotes on Google when i came across this one. And boy, it was love at first read. The reason? Well, don't you just love it when someone other is kind enough to write exactly what you'v been wanting and trying to but couldn't?  ;)

Yes, i am Fat. Or in a slightly less harsher word, Overweight! According to www.healthstatus.com, the ideal healthy weight for my 5ft 7in frame should be 143 pounds. But off course, i weigh more than that. And No, don't expect me to reveal those big double digits. I never do. Blame it on those who overrated weights and numbers !

I have always been on the heavy side. As far as i know, i have been that way my whole life. The only time i took a trip around the other side was once when i was a small sick girl and twice when i was a depressed teen girl. So depressed to be thin, i went on a 2 weeks crash diet. Sugar free crackers and plain fiber porridge (the worst food ever) was pretty much the only edible stuffs i survived on. And i won't hide the fact from you that i even cried myself to sleep one evening after watching my family enjoy a sumptuous meal without me, right in front of my blue eyes. Yeah, i had forced myself to that extent. I'm sure you can imagine how desperate i was to lose weight, to look beautiful. My happiness knew no boundaries when my sacrifice paid off. Just like magic, there was suddenly no 'muffin top' when i put on my 'once so tight' pair of jeans. After a whole month of hell, my bathroom scale had announced it loud and clear that i weighed 10 pounds lighter. :D

Little did i knew that 3 years down the line, i would be laughing at my own act. Haha.

I was just 19 then. Not at all smart enough to know that i'd attempted the most unhealthiest way to shed weight. Tragedy struck when the fats slowly started piling back on my body. But i didn't give up. I continued dieting time and again. I even tried every available exercise from yoga to aerobics to kick-boxing to dancing to skipping. It would not work. Even though it did at times, somehow the results never stayed permanently. I would gain it all back even faster. Something just was not right.

But i guess rather than giving excuses, i would put the blame on myself. I so don't have patience, especially at this area. I know it takes time for results to show but my expectations are to that point where i look at my body in detail already on my 2nd/3rd day of diet. And when i see no changes even after a week or two, i give up. That easily ! I wonder how and where all that motivation fades away. And another reason why i know losing weight for me is 'as difficult as nailing jelly to a tree' is because of my love for food. Hands up, i admit i am fat because i eat; a lot ! I can't help it. I am crazy for food. I love eating. My love for food is so abysmal that i sometimes feel i was born just to eat. Eat to live or Live to eat? I am definitely the latter. Eating is my passion.

My family always persuades me to eat everything i want, but in moderation. Not stuff myself, which i tend to do most of the times. It is off course, but a tough thing for me. So i guess maybe only after i learn to balance the relationship of my love for food and my desperateness to lose weight, will i ever find my place in the 'Right Weight' of the health chart.

But more than that, what i have learnt over the years is to love my body. Even though i am the same size as before, i am now more comfortable and confident in my own skin. Unlike in the past, i don't loathe what i see in the mirror these days. I love my curves. And i love how every part is right where it should be. I believe every 'body' is different yet beautiful in their own way. The deal is to love the way you are, no matter  big or small. I have seen girls fussing about their 'Oh-So-Perfect' bodies. I may not be perfect but i am at least way more happier than them. :)

Saying that, i don't mean i will just let myself eat more and welcome those unwanted pounds. Off course i will continue my attempt to get more fitter by eating right and staying active. I shall have to understand the fact that nothing comes easy and that i have to be prepared to fail a thousand times more before reaching my goal. Even if i fall, i shall stand up again and keep walking.

My hidden message here to all the 'not-fat' people out there is, 'Never criticize us'. We may be differ in body size, but we have the same heart size like you do. And you never know when 'karma' might take its course. So even if you do mean good for us, tell us in a nice way. Or don't open your mouth at all. As simple as that !

And for 'my' girls, always remember that we don't have to be skinny to look good. If confident enough, we can also look much sexy with our fleshy fleshy curves. ;)

Got what i meant? ;)

Till my next post, Eat-Pray-Love !

:D