Life of a Naturally Skinny Person
Is it hard to believe that a skinny person can be a food lover? I am basically skin and bones and no extreme foodie, but I have come across people who are thin and have an angular figure who manage to eat more than forty slices of pizza in the oh-so-alluring all you can eat iftar offers. Here's an insight on the life of a naturally skinny person.
Once you do come across this type, you'll find yourself questioning how they still get to keep their bony selves on show after eating so much. The secret lies in their GENES. In addition to the thousands of things parents pass on to their children, when this particular gene is passed on, God bless you! On this matter, I think it's safe to say, I'm blessed too. I wouldn't say I eat excessively, but I shamelessly survive on cheese and ghee. So, yes, I do take a little advantage of it.
Here's the thing, I just know when to stop eating. I have a somewhat firm idea of the amount of food that will satisfy me and I try to steer clear from the "stuffed so hard I'm going to vomit" feeling. So no matter how much fat and carbohydrate I'm taking in, my self-effacing conscious stomach keeps me on track. I don't need a diet to keep myself in the pink and most importantly, I don't feed myself according to my emotions. Other than that, I'd say I'm a picky eater. It's not that I won't try something new, I will, but I won't be eating anything and everything in the food to eye radius. So this too helps in keeping what I am eating under control.
Now what adds to that is the high metabolism rate. Principally, our bodies burn more calories in a resting state every day. It is essentially advantageous for those who are fit, although it's quite unfortunate for a person who's underweight. So for people like me who are willing (and trying) to gain weight, it can be a sturdy barrier.
There's another down side to being as thin as a rake. Once again, the aunties come into the picture. We all know how much they love judging. Rather than worrying about their own kids, they pass a comment sooner than you can avoid eye contact with them. I have grown up hearing things like "Tomar ma bashay khawa dey na?" and "Ish ato shukna dekhlei koshto lage". There was a time when I did let these things get to me, but after a point I didn't care anymore. My replies turned into "No, there's no food at home" and "I wish you could feel my pain, but you can't" from a simple sad and stunned expression. Sarcasm saved me as long as the aunties had a good humour. Fact is, as long as I am healthy, I'm good to go. At the end of the day, we are a lucky bunch!
Faria Khan is an ambivert who truly believes in the spiritual power of music. Give her a piece of your mind at [email protected]
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