Sunday, April 22, 2012

The Weight Can’t Wait

I used to be so wire-thin, my tailor uttered a shirk each time he measured my waist.

How time flies.

It’s now high time I get some exercise to control my weight. A click from the Charles Dickens Museum shedding ample light on my ‘situation’ seems to be doing the rounds in New Delhi among closed circles and I am being sweetly chided for the accumulating mass.

Time for some action.

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