Sunday, April 23, 2017

Food story of a different kind

I am a foodie. Everyone knows that. I love to eat. And I
also hope to lose weight.

Now this is a strange situation. I can’t hope to get into a
size 8 pair of jeans if I continue to eat the way I do. Remember those motivational
(?) line “ If you continue to eat the way you do; you will always weigh the way
you do” or something similar. So am I doing something about it? Well I am
actually. Trying to give up some food what everybody say unhealthy, totally
avoid etc. And am I successful in that. That’s what I am trying to find out

This prompt about a “Half relationship” made me think and I realized
I share kind of a “Half relationship” with certain food. “Certain” food because
these are the food items that everyone warns you about. Don’t , No, No way, You
should not, Run away – that’s the advisory.

One such food is Samosa. I was always so in love with it.
Ask my mother and she will tell you. I just loved it. I would never have one
samosa, always 2 and sometimes 3 depending on the size. That love now shows in
my waist and I lived with it for many years. ( I still am actually). But now as
I am moving towards the right side of forty, I am trying to be conscious of
what I eat. As a result I have given up my love for Samosa. Yes. I have. There
were days when I would have a samosa almost every next day as with my evening
cuppa. Now I try not to even look at one.

We have this Vada pavwala who comes to our neighborhood in
the evening and makes fresh vadas, samosas and pakodas. When I come from work,
that tentalising aroma of Spicy samosas getting fried in boiling oil automatically
makes me stop and walk towards his makeshift stall. That does not happen every day.
But when this happens, I feel as if the universe is conspiring against me! I
can totally relate to the “Samosa samosa kahan ja rahe ho..” girl at that very

I am well aware that fried food are bad for me and my
health. That too roadside ones. Still I continue be “in love” with them. I
pretend that I have given up. But when the “lure of love” is too strong I give
up on my pretension.

To sum up this “Half relationship” with fried Samosas is
like “Give up se thoda jyada aur complete give up se bahut kam” – “ Slightly
more than give up and a lot less than complete giving up”. 

Come to think of it ; does this make me a "Half Foodie"? 

“I am sharing a Half relationship story at BlogAdda in association with #HalfGirlfriend

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