But even then, I always had my snark as a weapon and managed to own my hefty self. Body weight (thin or fat) went in one category, the ones with thick glasses went in another, dark-skinned folks in one, and the girls with short skirts in yet another… you get the drill. High school was a weird time because everyone immediately got bracketed based on the first, most apparent, and superficial thing about them. Adnan Sami released “Lift Kara De” around the same time, and my bullies found a new nickname, apart from the usual mote (fatso), bhains (buffalo), and gende (rhino). The way I always saw it, the world needed both thin and fat folks to maintain the universal balance of body mass. Ask any kid around you who grew up fat (or still is). On the contrary, it’s a constant war waged on us by gravity and sweaty pits. Life as a chubby kid is never rainbows and sunshines.
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