Fat Indian Women

… and men too.

Has anyone wondered why India as a nation has so many fat people? Supposed to be a poor developing nation and yet, you find so many fat people. I exempt the older generation but what about those below … let’s say 50? Big hard shelled bellies, flab dangling around arms, legs and hips. Some even have flab around neck and face. Is is just the food? Life style? Negligence? What is it? I know by now, many of you have prepared an answer in back of your mind. You are probably right in your answer. I think differently.

I think it is sheer lack of self love. No body really loves themselves. All are very complacent. Naïve about knowing what is self love. Always neglecting, ignoring, almost running themselves down. Destroying the self. Then wondering why life is not happy?

Why I say this? I observed something. That prompted me to think about it and now I am making this comment. India, we the people of Indian, lack the spirit of living. What was the observation, you may ask. Tell me, have you seen a cheerleader team in India of Indian people? I was reading an article on the internet on IPL and came across a photo album posted by the writer. Young beautiful girls in skimpy cloths doing all sorts of acrobatics, cheering the crowds. Can you imagine, for a moment, Indian girls doing this? Why not?

Because …

Exposing your body is act of shame. You should always be dignified. Only ‘cheap’ girls / women wear ‘cheap’ cloths. Ouch! Am I sounding a typical middle aged pervert here? Who cares. The fact is I don’t see Indian women, wearing bikinis at the beach. Well in that matter anywhere. What are they ashamed of? Themselves? Their own body?

Let me make a point very clear. I am not one of those half baked post-modern person. It really does not matter if one wears bikinis or not. However what I find interesting is the reason behind it. I do not buy the cultural aspect. Excuse me… see those sculptures at many of archaeological / historic sites. Women are depicted in most exotic ‘revealing’ dresses. Now that is a proof of our culture, which we have big time adulterated. I am a firm believer of ‘dignity’ and maintaining one. I have my own views on how people dress and present themselves. However I am not judgemental.

The point I am trying to make here is, under the strong conditioning by the system, we have lost our identity. We have lost our need to be happy. We have lost ourselves. We no longer love ourselves. We no longer pride in what we are. The way we are. We want to put on the shield of ‘dignity’ and hide the truth. The beautiful truth of our being. Starting from our body first.

Forget about dressing, we don’t care for our body in many ways. Sub-consciously the resulting act is putting on cloths. To cover up. There is tremendous amount guilt feeling. There is misconception that the reality is ugly. My friends, reality is beautiful. You are real, you are the creation of the Divine and I don’t think Divine makes anything that is not beautiful. He made you. It’s a different matter that you don’t agree. Probably you can’t see and hence you don’t agree. Discard these false norms of society. Bow and respect to only one. The ‘I’ that is you. Let ‘I’ be your master. ‘I’ is the Divine in you. Say to yourself ‘I Love you’. Say it to your body ‘I Love you’. Just say ‘I Love you’ and see the shackles breaking away.

Set yourself free. Go form a cheerleaders troop. Doesn’t matter if the troop is half pretty as the ones imported. Soon the Love will change it all. India is slowly dominating the world scene. Let’s influence the world in as many good aspects as we can. Let’s win the game of Hockey for once. Let’s pass a resolution for constitutional change demanding the MP nomination should only be after passing central exams. Like IAS service.

For once let’s love ourselves. Wear bikini. Go out in company with like minded friends. Dare to live a life. Don’t be afraid of those perverts. They win when you are scared. We have let them flourish. Get rid of the fear.

Give me a Indian cheerleaders troop will you. Something original. Blending he east and the west. I know it is possible. Maintaining all the dignity, respect and charm. I have seen it elsewhere. In Thailand. Why not we too have that? Show me, show the world, show yourself that your love yourself. See what happens next. The world will love you.

Think about it. The relation between cheerleaders and Fat Indian women. Men too. If you need, search the Internet and you will find this logic applicable to all those countries where the orthodox mind set prevails. Middle east, central and Latin America, South Asia. Don’t look for glam pics. Look for picture of people. Study. Observe. Learn. So that you can implement something good for yourself in life.

My Mother was fat too. I loved her dearly. It is not about being fat or not. It is all about whether you love yourself or not. My Mother loved herself a lot and hence she could love everyone. Fat or not.