I Left My Job, Lost 20kg, and Landed My Dream Life
If I did, so can you.
A year.
That’s all it took to flip my world on its head.
Left a cushy six-figure job. Why? To chase a dream: my own consulting firm.
Just me, my wits, and uncharted waters.
Weight? Dropped 20kg. How? Carnivore diet. Meat, no carbs, no nonsense.
Mornings? A ritual now. Visualization, repetition, laying the groundwork for the day.
Exercise? Non-negotiable. 100 pushups, daily. No excuses.
Goodbye, Tesla. Hello, Range Rover — old school, rugged, a beast.
Education? Snagged an MBA scholarship. But, plot twist, dropped it halfway for my dream gig. A global tech firm, client-facing role, all the way in London. Life in the fast lane.
London. Cycling to work. No more tube rush. Mindset? Revolutionised.
“Too tired”? Not in my vocab anymore.
Living in the moment, every moment.
Coffee? Flat whites, full-fat cream.
Clothes? Only the best. Quality over quantity. Two-piece suits, cashmere ties, leather overcoats, Mr. Penhaligon’s finest— my new skin.
Diet’s different too. One meal a day. A practice in discipline and satisfaction.
The cherry on top? Got married. Full-blown Indian wedding. Tradition, color, life.
What’s next? Easy. Multiple income streams: salary, rent, side hustle, dividends, writing.
Dream house? London, Zone 2, no less.
Fitness goal? Ripped. 10% body fat, abs sharp enough to grate cheese.
Family? An army of superstars. I’ll be the dad they deserve.
The grand finale? Producing a full-blown Bollywood blockbuster.
This is my new baseline. Solid as a rock, ready to build my empire.
No looking back.
Ask me in a year.
