Does the state of the economy have a functional relationship with the availability of nutrients to its people? Definitely, it does. Everybody reads about it day in day out—the malnourished children of the poor societies of the world and, on the other hand, the epidemic of obesity in their richer counterparts. It is almost a black and white situation.
Our society is also poor—with a lot of problems in its body. It’s not a wealth-creating society. So, we have unemployment, insurgency etc as symptoms.
But I’m in a twilight zone. My friends and my relatives and my immediate acquaintances are not poor. Most of them have reasonably good house, cars and all those household appliances of a modern home. They are also earning well and are not skimpy, either.
Like my friend whom I was having dinner with. He has several sisters—married and still unmarried. Though they may not be the hippest, they are among the most beautiful faces in the whole of Manipur. They are also very popular faces but I won’t name them. Because I don’t know if they would it or not. My point is when they were growing up, their parents simply stick to our good old tradition—I mean, unthinkingly—and there they are—fair, beautiful and very fashionable.
They are parents now but they are holding on the same tradition minus several of its best features chipped away by the forces of relentless societal changes. They are not in position to just stick to our tradition—unthinking.
They have to make some hard-nosed choices. But they are doing that. On the macro level, our society is not doing it either.
Why? In trying to answer this, I’ve to first remind you this disclaimer—this is not a research paper—I may also be wrong in my conclusion.
Rather this is simply a result of personal interaction with his immediate acquaintances and friends. More like a personal anecdote of a private citizen.
So, I’ll give you a personal anecdote. All of my four sisters have masters degree, one even having a Ph D degree. But when they enter the kitchen, they usually leave behind all their educations at the doorstep. Whenever they boiled something they never lowered the heat when they reached the boiling point. I had occasions I still remember when I said that they would save a lot of cooking gas by lowering the heat once it reached the boiling.
They all said they wanted to ‘boil it hard’. To me, ‘boiling it hard’ is very much symbolic of womenfolk of this society leaving their education at the doorstep of their kitchens.
This is not meant to be a snide remark against the womenfolk of this society. They have much more better track record than their male counterpart—even in sports. And personally also, I grew up firmly believing that man should take up 50% of the burden of the kitchen. As an activist, I even believe in the emancipations of women from the four walls of kitchens!
But approach at random any woman who is nearing 40 years of age. Most probably, she would have problems in raising her arms in full. She would say it aches when trying to raise her arms in full and this is because of age—but she is not even 40!
There is widespread vitamin b-complex deficiency in the womenfolk of this society. That’s why they have such widespread problem in their limb joints. All they are eating is fish—those eating chicken is still small in number and red meats are still a strict no no.But menfolks eat more than enough red meats in picnics, parties etc. Red meat in moderation is very good source of Vitamin b-comlex.
To conclude, I’ll give another personal anecdote. My only aunty, who has crossed 55 year s of her age, belong a rich and very respected family.One fine morning, she simply could not get off her bed—because she could feel her legs. They were paralyzed.
When I reached her bedside she was better—she could move her legs. Looking at the empty vials at the side table revealed that she was given emergency concentrated shots of Vitamin B-complex. Further fiddling inside the boxes containing the vialsbrought out a short printed prescription. It clearly said that the shot must be only on emergency situation. If that emergency situation sets in, there is much likelihood of some mutations having already occurred in the cells because of the prolonged and chronic Vitamin B-complex deficiency. Which may even result in the cells becoming carcinogenic.
When I reached home, I went straight to my sister’s to convey my bewilderment at the gravity of the situation. My idea was that my sister thus informed would in her turn would contact her cousin—my auntie’s daughter—who would try to prepare the groundwork for drastic changes in her diets. That would be gentlest way of implying the c-word, mentioning it being considered a heartless act!
But my sister simply eyed me as if I was a devil and said—‘There you are! Sinking yourself in the cesspool of bullshits! Don’t!!(Tamosima! Adugumba wathi waremdu touranuba!!).
It was one of those rare moments in your life when you feel your steps being frozen in time—you are totally incapable of taking a step forward.
Monday, May 22, 2006
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