There are many bonds that you form in life. Friends, family, wife or husband, child, boss or foe. I don’t think I would be exaggerating if I were to say that perhaps the most precious bond is between a mother and her child. No one can match the selfless love, affection, and commitment that a mother can show toward her child. So it has been with my mother. She has selflessly devoted her entire life to the well being of her family, undoubtedly I included.
Therefore, there cannot be a more significant pleasure than to be able to give back in some way to your mother. Three years ago, when I started my journey toward health, my mother was the first to shriek in horror. “He weighs his food. Who on earth weighs food before they eat?” “How can you not eat Grain (Anaj in Hindi)?” She would continuously carp and complain that I looked emaciated and might collapse any moment. Recall this was new territory for me and the unflattering glare of a mother can wilt even a brave heart. I persisted. In time, as she saw me get fitter, she became curious. “What do you eat again?”
I had broken through. Then came a barrage of questions about blood pressure, weight, acidity, headaches, etc. We worked through all of them and made changes in her diet. Her headaches vanished. Her acidity vanished. She lost 18 pounds. Her blood pressure fell 40 points. One day her Doctor asked her why she was on medication for blood pressure. She had to remind him that he has prescribed it to her. He immediately advised her to stop. She does not suffer from hypertension anymore. Her knee would ache continuously. As her weight fell, her knee pain went along with it. I encouraged her to start walking regularly. I complain when she doesn’t. Her pain from arthritis vanished.
Relatives started to comment on her lean look. “Don’t you eat they ask?” Hopefully, that might be the starting point of their transformation.