Aabid Surti “God is my fundraiser!”

I came across an article in the newspaper about a study that proved that a single drop wasted every second translated into 1000 litres a month going down the drain! This was the answer that I was looking for. Now I had hard, proven facts to back up my restless feeling. As for the plumber problem, I decided to hire a plumber myself and visit all the houses to get those leaking taps fixed. From there started the journey that led to the formation of Drop Dead Foundation.

Any hurdles?
I haven’t faced any major problems as such but small instances keep happening. When I first started going to people’s houses some people wouldn’t open the door or close the door on our face, inspite of early intimations. It took me some time to realise that it was the plumber who would ring the bell and people would get scared to see someone who looked like Bin Laden at their door. Since then I have a pretty woman volunteer who rings the bell and gives a lovely smile to break the ice.


Story of Patel Brothers

February 13, 2018

The Story of Patel Brothers, the Biggest Indian Grocery Store in America

The Proper Dosage of Qigong

February 11, 2018

Twice a day

February 10, 2018


February 10, 2018

Let’s say that you’ve started living a healthy life.

No more junk food and pizza for you. No more donuts and candy bars.
Cold turkey.

Because when you eat junk food, your gut explodes from both sides. Acid reflux from the top and well, hot lava, from the bottom.

Then a day or two of severe fatigue, aches, and pains.

Lower mood because gut sends sad messages to your brain. The residents of your gut, the rent paying well-behaved bacterial tenants, also send their complaints and some of em even move out.

Some of the degenerates, the dudes who don’t pay rent on time and leave their lawns unkempt, move in and start throwing wild parties.

A mess all around.

Now the issue with going cold turkey is that once in a while, your brain will send signals to your mind of your old ways.

It’ll flash an image of a hot slice of pepperoni pizza. Not the fake healthy stuff with faux tapioca cheese and grainlike crust. Your brain doesn’t care about your gut’s problems, it wants the real deal made with the ultimate gut busting ingredients: wheat, cheese, and tomato sauce. Loaded with greasy meats and things.

If you succumb to the temptation, you’ll enjoy about a minute of pleasure followed by hours of regret.

Or you can avoid cheating at all costs, using will power and whatnot, for as long as possible. This is a fine choice, but every human has their weak moments when they give in to pleasure.

There has to be a middle way, I thought. As I was getting into the shower one day, a flash of insight came to me from the astral plane.

Separate pleasure from nutrition, the muse said.

There is no rule that you have to swallow what you chew! Especially when that item is poisonous to your system.

If you know that eating a slice of pizza wrecks your gut, and you give in to your cravings, why should you punish yourself twice by also swallowing the food?

Thus, The Chew and Spit technique.

Just chew the slice of pizza as much as you want, extract all the flavor, give your tongue and brain pleasure, then spit out the food so that it never reaches your gut!

Sure some of the poison will enter your body through the saliva, but the gut will not get bombed. Then go drink a protein shake or eat a healthy meal to give your body the nutrition it needs.

I think Gautama Buddha would be proud of this middle path!

If you don’t cheat, that’s the best.
If you’re going to cheat, don’t swallow. This is second best.
If you cheat and swallow, that is the worst.

What do you think?

*I haven’t had a chance to try out this technique yet, just sharing the idea that came to me.


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