Radhika is forty-two, professionally accomplished, happily married-and at war with her weighing scale. In corporate boardrooms, she is unbeatable: the woman with the razor-sharp presentation, the calm voice in a crisis, the one everyone listens to. Outside those glass walls, it's a different story. Elastic waistbands, failed diets, unsolicited advice, relatives with X-ray eyes, and a bathroom scale she avoids like a toxic ex. When an innocent remark from her young daughter cuts closer to the bone than any "well-meaning" comment ever has, Radhika is jolted awake. For the first time, she is forced to admit an uncomfortable truth: success does not automatically equal self-acceptance-or health. A woman who has never counted a single calorie suddenly finds herself hunting for gym wear that doesn't chafe, downloading fitness apps she doesn't understand, and trying to remember which of the latest diet fads bans carbs, sugar, or joy. Somehow, her nutritionist and personal trainer become the only people who know just how much she is struggling-and how much she wants to change. Weight Wars is a sharply humorous, deeply relatable novel about a midlife "glow-up" that has nothing to do with size zero. As Radhika stumbles through diet disasters, gym humiliations, office gossip, school-gate judgements and the quiet cruelty of "it's for your own good" comments, she has to figure out what she is really fighting for: a smaller body, or a kinder relationship with herself. Perfect for readers who love honest, laugh-out-loud stories about women, work, families and bodies, this book asks: What if the heaviest weight you carry isn't on your hips, but in your head?