Every time you pick up a spoon, someone is there to whisper, “Too salty,” “Too fatty,” “Too sugary,” or worse, “Try tofu.” From WHO to UN to your neighborhood WhatsApp uncle—everyone’s now a self-declared “food guru.” And what’s the new religion? “Plant-based everything, tax the sugar, demonize the butter, and fear the fun.”
Here’s the punchline: No one on Earth can define a “healthy person”—yet we’ve got entire “Global Dietary Guidelines” telling 8 billion people what to eat, how much, and when. It’s like someone read the back of a cereal box and decided they now understand the biology of human digestion, emotion, and metabolism. They’ve reduced eating—a highly personal, cultural, even spiritual experience—into a car fueling exercise. Fill the tank. No taste, no tradition, just macros and graphs. The real science? Dubious. The data? Often drawn from questionable surveys, muddled correlations, and flimsy assumptions. You know what might actually work?
→ Take 10 happy, healthy people.
→ Note what they eat.
→ Boom. That’s your guideline.
At least it's real-world-tested, Sometimes not even this is doen..!
Food isn’t a punishment. It’s not a chore. And it definitely isn’t a war zone. We need dietary freedom, not food fascism. Let people eat with joy, balance, and a little ghee on top.
