I am a Cheat!

Day 9. Letter I.

 

I cheat with my diet. Almost always! I cheat with diet for my love for food. I am a self-confessed foodie and food happens to be a key motivation for me to sail through any day. I think my love for food is the only consistent relationship I have had with anything other than humans! Whenever I have to meet anyone, I mentally make a note of the nearby good places to eat that have to be explored. Friday is usually a busy day in office and there is nothing in it that makes me put up with it. But there was a time when office canteen served Chole Bhature on Fridays. Bingo! I looked forward to all the freaky Fridays! I am very much aware of what is wrong for my body and what is right. But then, I sin almost every single meal. And it feels ok every single time! There, I am a cheat!

I cheat with my exercise routine for a couple of extra hours of sleep. I know after my love for food, exercise should be my second love. But dude, no! I get home late after work, and then I watch TV or read or write. And by the time I hit the sack, its 1 in the night. So when the alarm rings at 5:30 in the morning, I dismiss it and doze off. 

I cheat with my family sometimes for my need to spend some time in solitude. There are times when I am staying late in office not doing anything. Yes, you read it correct. Not doing anything. I am just thinking, reading on the net and just whiling away time listening to music which obviously I can do at home. But I choose to stay by myself in office and reach home late. I don’t why I do it, but I guess there are times when I just want to remain with myself and not bug the family with my sombre mood.

I cheat with my friends for my inability to move my ass on the weekends! I am very social and have decent number of friends to catch up. I do meet up with many over the weekends. There are however days when I just refuse to move myself from the sofa! The comfort of being in your pajamas, lying on a sofa and watching TV sometimes becomes too good to be bargained for anything. So I cheat. And tell them I am caught up somewhere. (Please do not stop talking to me after reading this. Chances of this happening are less! See it is number 4 in the cheat list!!)

I cheat with myself for some false hopes. So many times. I know being friends with something is not doing me any good or that in a strenuous relationship, I am getting hurt. But I choose not to look at the reality. And I end up hurting myself more.

I want to improve. I want to not make mistakes. I want to not cheat. I try too. But as long as I am not breaking anyone’s heart, an extra Gulab Jamun in my plate or an extra hour of sleep isn’t hurting anyone!!