All Posts By Abanti Chattopadhyay

2020 was the year I woke up to the possibility of being both fat and bald. I had the gumption to be only one of those. My PCOS was left unattended for far too long, and she was finally making me choose. 
This essay isn’t a celebration of the 17 kgs I managed to plead out of my body. It isn’t a watered-down version of Chicken Soup for the Fat and Hurting Soul or another fat person inspiring you, notwithstanding their weight. I am not walking on-set, a months-old photo of me juxtaposed unto the screen, emphatically telling you that if I can, you can.