The repercussions of this diet weren’t half as desirable as the food I got to eat. Sure, on this junk food diet I lose weight but the after-effects on my health were just horrible.
A 70-gram packet of savoury Maggi noodles for breakfast, followed by a burger of my choice for lunch, one stuffed samosa for the evening, and finally chicken biryani to end the day. This diet was a dream come true for me simply because I no longer had to resist my favourite foods and more so, because I was approaching my weight-loss goals at the speed of light—almost dropping 3-5 kilos a week!
At one point, it all seemed like a dream too good to be true, but the fact that this diet was prescribed by a reputed Delhi-based dietician made it more convenient to push all my fears aside. Plus, he was literally digging a hole in my pocket and aren’t all expensive things meant to be trusted blindly?
Blame it on my reminiscence of those slim-waistline days when this monster of a dietician seemed nothing short of a saint/angel in disguise or just my sheer decency, I shall keep his identity concealed throughout my article. However, as much as I remember living my dream of easily fitting into skimpy dresses, I also remember what it took from me in return and how this dream was shattered eventually.
