I am going to be a bit philosophical in this post, but I can't help it.
The idea that is the gist of this post came to me one fine day at office premises. I was working for a computer service provider startup in a building that housed many other such setups. One day my colleague friend and I watched with amusement as a very obese programmer of a rival software firm shuffled across the floor, his entire body heaving and groaning under his weight, his bottom twitching as if he was performing a small dance. The wise guy in our team could not help but chuckle as we beheld this scene.
However my friend remarked, "But he looks comfortable with himself!".
That set me thinking. Obviously others held this guy to be a weirdo, a freak, but he himself had come to term with his looks and his unsightly body, and that came through when you looked at his face, his demeanour, his way of carrying himself. Being comfortable with oneself! - be it gait, physique or outward looks. If that was the case what point was it to make fun of him? After all nobody kicks a dead dog, as the saying goes. There are handsome/ beautiful people who are unhappy about their looks and quite a few plain people who have come to terms with their looks, and compensate for it.
I know of some obese people I know who respond to this question on Facebook - "What is the first thing you will notice about me?" with the remark - "FAT. I am FAT!"
I know another guy who when asked at a team building exercise to say a few words about himself who could just say these words - "I am FAT! As you all know I am very FAT!"
There are many in this world who would like to disown their body for an Adonis like physique, even spending lumpsums of money on gym subscriptions where they would of course never turn up except for the first few days or two.
Or consider girls, who have a complex about their looks. I know some plain Janes who seem to glow with a strange inner beauty - is this the inner beauty that poets and writers of years begone have written about, sung about?. There is always a twinke in their eyes, a welcoming smile on the lips which make up for what they lack in physical looks. Some of them I am happy to say are married to handsome men who don't lack in intelligence either. And this cannot be said of many of the so called cute/ pretty women you meet.
Be comfortable with yourself. Accept yourself - is a message all self help books scream. I am just giving my two cents worth of validating that as a fact.
The idea that is the gist of this post came to me one fine day at office premises. I was working for a computer service provider startup in a building that housed many other such setups. One day my colleague friend and I watched with amusement as a very obese programmer of a rival software firm shuffled across the floor, his entire body heaving and groaning under his weight, his bottom twitching as if he was performing a small dance. The wise guy in our team could not help but chuckle as we beheld this scene.
However my friend remarked, "But he looks comfortable with himself!".
That set me thinking. Obviously others held this guy to be a weirdo, a freak, but he himself had come to term with his looks and his unsightly body, and that came through when you looked at his face, his demeanour, his way of carrying himself. Being comfortable with oneself! - be it gait, physique or outward looks. If that was the case what point was it to make fun of him? After all nobody kicks a dead dog, as the saying goes. There are handsome/ beautiful people who are unhappy about their looks and quite a few plain people who have come to terms with their looks, and compensate for it.
I know of some obese people I know who respond to this question on Facebook - "What is the first thing you will notice about me?" with the remark - "FAT. I am FAT!"
I know another guy who when asked at a team building exercise to say a few words about himself who could just say these words - "I am FAT! As you all know I am very FAT!"
There are many in this world who would like to disown their body for an Adonis like physique, even spending lumpsums of money on gym subscriptions where they would of course never turn up except for the first few days or two.
Or consider girls, who have a complex about their looks. I know some plain Janes who seem to glow with a strange inner beauty - is this the inner beauty that poets and writers of years begone have written about, sung about?. There is always a twinke in their eyes, a welcoming smile on the lips which make up for what they lack in physical looks. Some of them I am happy to say are married to handsome men who don't lack in intelligence either. And this cannot be said of many of the so called cute/ pretty women you meet.
Be comfortable with yourself. Accept yourself - is a message all self help books scream. I am just giving my two cents worth of validating that as a fact.