My flip flop relationship with sugar

I am not a fan of sugar. Anything that is delicious to others because of too much sugar is abhorrent to my taste buds.

I like everything in moderation – moderate salt, moderate turmeric, moderate peppers, moderate precipitation, moderate sun, moderate love, moderate music, moderate anger… oops… lest I forget… the subject being scanned… moderate sugar.

For me, spices are nice, while anything sweet, I rarely repeat.

Often times, when I refuse desserts, the people around me give me a parched air as if I came down from a distant and private desert. Few, who are too curious, ask shamelessly… Diabetes?

Not yet… Pat comes my answer. “I can have some strange disorders, but I’m still far from diabetes”

Another salvo is fired. So why, my dear. Why this abstinence? If not now, then when. After all, Zindagi naa milegi dubaara.

Me — Well my dear, Zindagi is not sugar and sugar is not Zindagi. There is much more to Zindagi than limiting it to what we consume and how much we consume.

These types of confrontations are quite common if you don’t do what the majority do at lavish dinners where eating is the only way to meditate.

Well, to be honest, it wasn’t always like that. Let me switch to flashback mode. About 15 years ago my sugar affair was pretty hot and sizzling.

Kuch meetha ho jaaye was the only mantra in my life. Me and Me-etha were inseparable. I used to savor choice brownies soaked in a vanilla jacuzzi where every bite generated a euphoric fire in my soul, body and mind. The effect of this gentle undercurrent was so pleasantly shocking that I loved all kinds of pedhas, laddoos, chocolates, and balls. Until one day, a sudden encounter with this cute little gadget with the slogan – here health talks – this weighing machine – broke all records when I mounted my huge frame on it. The number displayed was astronomical, gigantic and at the very least enormous.

Immediately, a message rang out in me… Whoa! Reduce speed Mr Galhotra… where are you going!

As the alarm bells rang, I made an appointment with a leading dietitian. She was knowledgeable, gracious and dignified. How she was so proficient in her subject and her language left me puzzled.

She said: Mr. Vineet, it’s good to eat, treat yourself, but don’t become a cheater by destroying your body. Fun is good, but limitless fun is not fun, but a sure recipe for disaster.

I was further enlightened on how sugar is a silent killer that slowly but surely destroys our bodies. One 330ml of Pepsi contains 9 tablespoons of sugar and how easily we consume 2-3 servings with our meals, believing it to be a wonderful drink meant to aid digestion. She left a deep impression on my mind with her knowledge, expertise and class. Over the next few months, my astronomical weight returned to normal levels and my sugar addiction declined dramatically.
Gone that day and come today, I realized that when you get intoxicated with your cravings and unless you don’t get what you crave, you end up behaving like a psychotic. Over time, I have developed a system of self-control where I don’t depend on my addictions.

Discover my sugar abstinence formula:

It indicates that sugar addiction induces impotence, impotence induces restlessness, restlessness induces anxiety, anxiety induces bitterness and when something becomes bitter you have no other choice. than to reduce this bitterness by savoring sugar. A vicious circle that starts with sugar and ends with sugar.
[ There is not much sense in this explanation but come to think of it, does everything in our life makes sense? Nahi Na…. Sab chalta hai dost as long as you resolve to evolve]

I’m not sure if this piece will take you towards sugar or take you away from sugar, but it will surely give you a glance to reconsider your relationship with sugar.

Have a sweet day. With or without sugar, your taste, your choice, your life.



The opinions expressed above are those of the author.


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