That medical mystery haunts my own family—my grandfather from Varanasi passed from it, though he never touched alcohol, which they always blame first. The doctors whispered about pollutants in the sacred river itself, a slow poison in the water and soil over generations. My savings now are for regular scans, because watching him fade taught me that sometimes, the weight you carry isn't in your hands, but in your blood.
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