I wanted to go on a GM Diet ever since I knew about it. Why? Because no matter how I looked I’ve always been described as the fat boy/man in my class. It goes like this as in the “Baz Luhrmann - Everybody's Free (To Wear Sunscreen)” song.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth;
oh never mind;
You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.
But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and
recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you
and how fabulous you really looked….
You’re not as fat as you imagine.
In my case I was not as fat as they imagined. But still I was always a little overweight, crossing the limit by a couple of kilograms. So (see line 1), and I almost did it once.
We were then in Thanjavur. I had a good start enjoying ripe mangoes (it was the summer of 2003) for the first day and carrots and cucumbers for day two. But my plan crash-landed when relatives visited us. We were serving them with delicious food that my mother makes. Virunthombal Thamizhar panpadallava! There was crispy chicken fry and spicy gravy. It broke me down and I surrendered to my taste buds.
Now here I am wiser by the success stories of my friends (Arun and “Thanjavur” Prem) and my brother-in-law Jose. They managed to complete it and Arun does it any time he wants to do it. And I’m going on it now.