Happy to be ME

With various social networking sites, the world today is a small place and I am now (online) friends with a lot of people who were mere acquaintance in the past. So now I have these people in my friend list, who probably couldn’t look me in the eye, without sweating their a** off, commenting about my weight on my best pictures. These are my happy pictures, mind you, the ones I have good memories about, which I want to share with my friends and relatives, in which, I think, I look fairly good. So except for the genuinely concerned people (read parents, siblings and true friends), who the heck are these others to comment on my weight?

Do we normally look at any not so good looking person and say,”OMG, look at you, you need a nose job”? unless  of course if you are the plastic surgeon. All the people who love to make nasty remarks on others’ weight issues; I want to ask them to take a good look at themselves. Do they look like Brad Pitt or Aishwarya Rai? Are they in the same league as Bill Gates or Mukesh Ambani or M S Dhoni? Probably not. We are all flawed in some way or the other; nobody is perfect. So who gave them the right to make fun of people on their pictures and moments which they have chosen to share with the world? Why don’t they try and look at the happy smiles and the moments of joy in others lives. And if they really can’t get over the unpleasant things to say, then maybe they should say it to their mirror image.

I might be having health issues and inconvenience due to my weight. But maybe I am not .May be I am happy the way I am. In any case, I am not going to call on these ‘friends’ to rub my swollen feet at the end of the day.  All I have to tell to such people is to ‘please try and be gracious with your comments and remarks, because here’s the deal, stay out of my weight issues or you’ll be out of my ‘circle of trust” or the ‘friend list’ like Zuckerburg calls it’.