Rocks and Flowers

When I was younger I had a bucketful of ambitions and careers I wished to pursue. I wanted to be a celebrity, an actor, a chef and a model. I actually wanted to do anything that did not involve studying, because who loves school at the lovely age of 12? Gradually I learnt that I am quite talentless in these domains. I cannot for the love of me act for even a moment by maintaining a straight face and I lack culinary skills so much that all my dishes turn to disaster or I end up burning my poor skin and soul.  Little anecdotes: I accidentally threw my boiled noodles in the washing basin twice, burned the soup I left to cook in the pressure cooker, managed to successfully obtain only one whole round ‘rasmalai’, an Indian sweet, out of the 25 I had made, and well you get the message. If you are searching for a partner who aces at cooking, I definitely am not the one. So that left me with the modelling career. Modestly saying, I think that I may have an attractive ...

I would like to start this article by publicly thanking and applauding a friend of mine, Heshwinee Ramgoolam, for sharing a portion of her life with us. Revealing the difficult obstacles we have been through requires a lot of courage and strength. Thank you for imparting your experience with us Heshwinee. With no further ado, here is her story. **** There are many things people dread to talk about; and for me, till now, has been my battle with Anorexia Nervosa. I was 14 years old when the monsters inside my head got loud enough to convince me to stop eating. For as long as I can remember, I have had issues with my body. It started in a very juvenile way. Even before the onset of puberty, I hated the way my thighs touched or spread out when I sat down. People always told me I was healthy looking but I could never see through their eyes. Whether they told the truth or not didn’t matter to me because in the end, I still didn’t like my pear shaped body. I felt that my legs w...