Copy At Your Own Risk - Poem by Paromita Falia
Envy clouded my mind
Jaded were my eyes
The more I watched those models walk down the ramp, the less I could look at myself.
Toned legs, curve in the hips, and a poise so great;
I wondered how they managed to assemble all the grace.
'Determination with rigorous exercise and a starving diet', taunted a dark voice in the back of my mind.
If that was all, then so could I,
And henceforth began my tortuous ride.
I ran till my feet ached, and then some more
I ate like my cat, and at times even less
Every stretch and every bend- you name it and I tried.
Four months passed, my vigour grew dull;
My body refused to comply with my mind,
But I was not the one for backing down
I was the determined one.
I had my vision, I could almost imagine myself with the perfect hourglass figure.
Blast the strength, I looked at the things I still had in hand.
'Crash diet, Crash diet', screamed the passionate voice in my mind,
I listened to it carefully and then obliged.
Nine months passed, and it seem like I surpassed the bar.
Not only did I get a sharp curve in the hips, but also a very distinct collar bone;
As for my diet, I now survive on IV saline.
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