Full Size Mirror

It struck me like a big blow,  it was bitter and it still is. Such realization otherwise I would love to call it enlightenment, could happen in such unlikely place?

 Yeah it did, once and for all. It was highly commercial mall, with the name of one of the greatest traveler of all time Ibn Battuta. I have always admired and fascinated by the adventure and the zest to travel that this great traveler have lived through.  Before I read about the Ibn Battuta, I have met one nomadic traveler when I was kid. We called him Kabuli Wala (Man from Kabul, Afghan). He travelled all the way from afghan, crossed Pakistan and India to reach the southernmost state.

I can’t call him a beggar, but he received alms from neighborhood and disappeared for months and came back again with dry fruits and cashew. We all loved Kabuli Wala, he was living representations on nomadic nature of mankind that was overruled by settlement culture. May be I am a border line nomad or settler.

Well, this is what my friends complain about, the trivia is more elaborate that the original story itself J. enough is enough

After a long time I saw myself without shirt in a full size mirror, I belly is really growing out. The waist is 33 now, and I was trying out waist 32 pants and medium slim fist shirt in that dressing room. I have to do something before it’s too late. I am resetting myself to diet mode.. but wait they have ordered pizza, so may be tomorrow.