When the going gets tough, the tough get going!!
In my case, when you don’t appear tough enough, you arrange to appear tough enough.
I still don’t understand what civil service has to do with my being under-weight. This is FPSC stance by the way that I am under-weight. I think, given my height, I am fine Alhumdulilah. And as anyone who has seen me eating would tell you, it’s not for want of appetite that I am the way I am.
I think I mentioned earlier that even after clearing the exam, interview, psychological test, I was declared temporarily medically unfit because I weighed 4 k less than the required weight. I was sent a notice on 31st March, giving me only about 8 days to gain 4 k. And really, that is not easy for me.
So, I ate all I could in the past days, and still last night, I weighed 40 k. I had to think of something because really, who is ever rejected on medical grounds. It’s my intellect that should make a difference…
Stupid rules!
I guess I needed to do something equally stupid to break this idiotic rule. Since I couldn’t come up with anything smart, I decided to sleep on it.
Eureka! In the morning when I woke up, I had a plan Alhumdulilah. Well, I know it was devious but hey! FPSC deserves it.
So, this is what I did. I took out my very sparsely worn cargo pants and matched them with one of my shirts. Next I asked samreen to find me all the locks that she could, rusty or in use, didn’t matter!. And then I put the locks in my pockets and viola! Instant weight gain!!!
And it worked! I weighed precisely 44k on the weighing machine and when they asked me how I gained the weight…I gave them a long list of food, that I have actually been eating but without much success.
It’s amazing what a few rusty old locks can do to unlock a person’s future!