And the truth is…

…that I am a lily livered coward, and will dare not confront the weighing scale and the demon that lies snarling within it. Therefore I will walk and walk, and eat less and console myself that one has moved up a scale from having to jump and wriggle and do the snake dance to get into one’s jeans, and has only to put self against wall and suck in stomach hard, and wear only jeans with lots and lots of lycra.

Lycra is forgiving. Like an old friend who has seen you through PMSes and pimples, and bad hair days, and unwaxed underarms in public days. Lycra is comfortable. I vote lycra be made compulsory for every denim that exits a factory.

Did a clean out of the cupboard yesterday to make some space for the maternity wear aka hep stuff I picked up and chucked out all the little little tees one had bought in the glory days of youth and no sag and no multiple stomachs. Had hung onto them in the mislaid hope that someday one would be back to a concave stomach, and the toes would be visible from standing vantage once again…Suffice to say that one had more faith in oneself in the past than the present. Wonder what this says about optimistic self perception, and then refuse to analyse such chucking out of clothes that should one even try to push self into them would rend at the seam and be reduced to kitchen rags and probably be of more service to humanity.

Having done that, there is plenty of place in said cupboard for more shopping. Which is always a delightful proposition given that credit card bills have been paid, and cheques have been deposited in the bank, and the debit card is plumped to perfection ready and waiting for depletion.

Quite therapeutic, this cleaning out of cupboards. No, for those who ask kindly, there is no nesting behaviour happening, just generally sick of having to leap away from the doors of the wardrobe as I opened them for fear of stackpiles of unused clothes crashing down on me, and having to crawl inside on both hands and knees to find the one tshirt I was sure was there during the ice age at the very last, when I wore it to combat the mammoths. Yes, this is before self became the mammoth. And the woolly one to boot, given PCOS making a mess of hair cultivation. Such fertility in ground soil, had it been manifest in India’s matti would have brought on the green revolution much before the agriculturists got round to it.

Ah the bliss of a new month, and a new shopping spree.

Happy shopping to you too.




About Kiran Manral

Kiran Manral published her first book, The Reluctant Detective in 2011. Since then, she has published eight books across genres till date. Her books include romance and chicklit with Once Upon A Crush (2014), All Aboard (2015), Saving Maya (2017); horror with The Face at the Window (2016) and nonfiction with Karmic Kids (2015), A Boy’s Guide to Growing Up (2016) and True Love Stories (2017). Her short stories have been published on Juggernaut, in magazines like Verve and Cosmopolitan, and have been part of anthologies like Chicken Soup for the Soul, Have a Safe Journey (2017) and Boo (2017). Her articles and columns have appeared in the Times of India, Tehelka, DNA, Yowoto, Shethepeople, New Woman, Femina, Verve, Elle, Cosmopolitan, Conde Nast Traveller, DB Post, The Telegraph, the Asian Age, iDiva, TheDailyO and more. She was shortlisted for the Femina Women Awards 2017 for Literary Contribution. She is a TEDx speaker and a mentor with Vital Voices Global Mentoring Walk 2017.
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9 Responses to And the truth is…

  1. just renewed my wardrobe!11


  2. sraikh says:

    Happy shopping!


  3. kiranmanral says:

    ITW: You go girl…

    sraikh: Thanks. Always a pleasure.


  4. Happy shopping indeed.

    I think when you’re on a quest to getting fitter, you DESERVE new clothes as a reward!


  5. booboosmamma says:

    Keep working out and control your diet…no need to see the scale…you will be fine. Think about people like me who do not bother to control diet or work out.


  6. sara says:

    i agree, the scale has never been my friend and all it does is cause more havoc on my wavering disposition at eating better! 🙂

    i’m currently pregnant and whenever i encounter bouts of depression (often!) at my ridiculously growing body, i sneak aside some cash and have now managed to save up quite a tidy sum for a post-prego-body wardrobe…hopefully this will muster up some motivation in the coming months! 🙂 Love your writing style, so eloquent!


  7. Kiran Manral says:

    theradicalancient: you know me, any excuse to hit the shops.

    booboosmamma: You’re managing home and babies and work. Thats exercise enough. Hats off to you. I’m the lazy one with no responsibilities and just expanding endlessly.


  8. Priyanka says:

    Happy shopping. Every action should have a reaction. So if you lose weight, it should be compensated for somewhere to keep the balance right? And clothes are so light, so you have to buy more to work at keeping the balance 🙂
    Nice analogy, na? I keep brainwashing meself with this so that I don’t feel guilty for buying so much 🙂


  9. Kiran Manral says:

    Priyanka: Yes, of course, the problem though is that I still have piles of stuff that I had outgrown….
    and all in mint condition…Guilt, guilt.


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