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But donβt just bash India. You see this colour bias even in the West, East Asia and the Middle Eastβ¦ Korea and Japan are horribly racist.
Its not limited to promotions, even hiring is biased lol.
This profession doesn't require intelligence or merit, but appearance, contacts, social standing only.
2. Life is very very hard - if you have gained weight, or not looking your best - be easy on yourself. You are surviving and sometimes thatβs enough.
3. You will see partners who may be considered overweight, not good looking etc killing it in the profession. Geniuses here may tell you otherwise but if they can you can.
But then, things took a weird turn. My average-looking male friends stopped inviting me to their gatherings, gripped by some unfounded insecurity about my looks. The women in my profession, having apparently watched 'A Beautiful Mind', started applying Nash Equilibrium to their dating strategy. While the bold and genetically-not-so-blessed got laid, I was left alone praying to and playing with Lord Jagannath.
The existential crisis hit hard. Friends vanished. Female attention evaporated. Focus at work dwindled. I was falling out of grace with my seniors, and into the abyss of crippling self-doubt. All because of some 'good-look' that i had no role in acquiring.
Thatβs when I discovered 'Ganesh Bar aani Restaurant' tucked away in the by lanes of Lower Parel. Chakli with Schezwan sauce became my emotional support snack. Super Strong Magnum Premium Lager flowed like truth at a law school reunion.
Eight months later, I had developed a respectable waistline and beer belly, aggressive male pattern baldness, and a walrus moustache.
And oddly, life got better.
My guy friends stopped avoiding me. Heck! they even introduced me to their dates. The ladies came around too. They found me βhilariousβ and loved my "warm energy". I still couldnβt land a weekend date, but at least I was officially a "great friend" material.
Slowly, confidence returned. Happiness crept in.
Today, I feel blessed.
Today, I feel accomplished.
Today, I am happy.
Today, I am fat and bald.