Every time I visit my husband in England, I get on the fatter side of health. And each time when I return India, I slim down dramatically. You could say that I get inl-aw jitters;) But seriously, I have to do something about my weight. Hobnob and other digestive biscuits are so tasty that I can’t stop myself from having a piece, then that one piece leads to another, then other………and the gobbling up continue till the biscuits all peacefully resting in my stomach. I can’t diet. Get tired and head aches if I don’t eat on time. May be I should try diet pills. I don’t know. May be I should let the weight take care of itself, and wait for my body to resume its normal shape when I return to India. Its not that my in-laws are strict or nosy and spy everything that I eat. Its just that I don’t find confidence to gorge on things the way I do here. Its all for the best in a way. I don’t get to eat and I don’t get fat……simple.