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The scrawny
This is a light satirical article about a lean and thin girl who tries hard for get a good physique. Nowadays, almost all girls go on dieting for getting slimmer. But there's a flip side to this as well, when a girl becomes too much lean and thin. Here, this woman tried her best to gain weight but all in vain...

I had been lanky since my childhood. My parents were always concerned about my lean and thin figure. Some gave my mother hopes and cheered her up by saying, “Baideo (sister) don’t worry, she will recover good physique when she grows up.” 

But nothing actually changed. My mother’s mental peace was disturbed. My father tried his best by feeding me Horlicks, Farex etc. I too, was struggling with despair in my mind. However, some hope was still there that my physique will eventually improve as I otherwise had no sickness, only just a very lean body structure. In the village, people usually associate beauty with being a little chubby-plump and having fair complexion. But unfortunately, I had none of the above physical attributes. So, there was no question of either being happy or hopeful!

One colleague of my mother advised her to bring home a medicine called ‘mrita sanjibani’ which contains 90 per cent alcohol. I was fed two spoonfuls of that before bedtime. I even did not mind taking that for the sake of becoming fleshy and plump. However, all efforts ended up in smoke. I still remained the same scrawny girl. Many came with marriage proposals but after seeing me, silence prevailed. On asking for a reply from the other side, the answer was always in negative.

Even after marriage I remained so lean and thin that in the sofa where I sat, there still remained room for two. Improving my health remained a dream. Two colleagues of my husband gave their valued opinion that alcoholic drinks might help me in gaining more flesh. But my husband was always far away from such drinks and chose to stick to his moral conduct and ethical codes.

Although, deep inside, I wanted to request him to bring a bottle for me but my mind did not give consent thinking about his strong dislike for alcohol. One day, a man from his office came along with a bottle and told me that ‘Sir’ has sent it for you. I felt so shy that I rushed inside my house. But, in the evening, when my husband came back from office, he asked me: “Listen, has Dada sent a bottle through Jatin?” When I showed him the bottle, he burst into a big laughter.

I finally understood that my dream of beefing up will always remain a dream. Still, when I go out for a stroll in my city all say that “you are maintaining well by good dieting”. But in my village, all still tease me by saying that “this woman will never recover from her scrawny health.”

(Nibedita Indrani is an Assamese female writer of short satirical pieces and fiction based in Jorhat.)

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