Having touched down in Karachi four weeks ago after a smooth 20-hour flight, the health nut in me had to make a trip to the local street vendors to stock up on seasonal fruits and vegetables for my morning tonic — juices.
Once that was checked on the to-do list, our next stop was the fancy high-end grocery stores across the city. I was curious to explore the 'imported items', which had flooded the stores in the last eight years or so that I had been away.
To my surprise, I saw aisles loaded with processed, canned and genetically modified foods packed with sugar daddies and salty sins. I walked further down and the frozen, microwaveable food section was massive and even more horrifying. By then, I had come to a realisation that just like most places in the world, Pakistan too, was plagued by processed foods and in desperate need of a food revolution.
With this thought, I requested the salesperson to take me to the fresh produce section. As he guided me, he spoke confidently in English (a pleasant surprise for me) and said, "Baaji! All imported fruits and vegetables here from [across the] world. You will like very much!"
I saw blueberries and ecstatically flew to grab them; turning a few heads and inviting a few glares! Of course, that’s me, in my wellness-junkie element and larger-than-life spirit.