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Loan Is A Disease & Cure Is Simple

  • Writer: Madhukar Dama
    Madhukar Dama
  • 15 hours ago
  • 7 min read
๐‹๐จ๐š๐ง ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ง๐ž๐ฒ, ๐ข๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐š ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐žโ€”๐ซ๐ž๐œ๐จ๐ ๐ง๐ข๐ฌ๐ž ๐ข๐ญ, ๐ซ๐ž๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ข๐ญ, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐œ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž ๐œ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ž๐š๐ง๐ฌ.
๐‹๐จ๐š๐ง ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ง๐ž๐ฒ, ๐ข๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐š ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐žโ€”๐ซ๐ž๐œ๐จ๐ ๐ง๐ข๐ฌ๐ž ๐ข๐ญ, ๐ซ๐ž๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ข๐ญ, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐œ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž ๐œ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ž๐š๐ง๐ฌ.

๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฅ๐จ๐ ๐ฎ๐ž:


Human beings once worked with their hands, exchanged with their hearts, and lived within their means. Then came a trap: the idea of borrowing against the future. A loan. What began as a tool of temporary relief has turned into one of the deadliest diseases of modern civilizationโ€”quiet, invisible, and more contagious than any virus.



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๐Ÿ. ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐ˆ๐ง๐Ÿ๐ž๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐๐ž๐ ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ: ๐“๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐€๐›๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐š ๐‹๐จ๐š๐ง


Like a disease, a loan starts in the mind long before it enters the body of your life.


๐’๐ฒ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฌ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ข๐ง๐Ÿ๐ž๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง:


Dissatisfaction with what one has.


Comparison with neighbors, relatives, and society.


An artificial dream planted by advertisementsโ€”โ€œyou can have it now.โ€


The illusion of security: โ€œIf I take a loan, my problems will be solved.โ€




This is the incubation period. The virus of debt whispers: โ€œWhy wait? Why work harder? Why not take it now?โ€



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๐Ÿ. ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐…๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ƒ๐จ๐ฌ๐ž: ๐’๐ข๐ ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐‹๐จ๐š๐ง ๐๐š๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ


When a person takes the first loan, it feels like reliefโ€”just as a painkiller gives temporary comfort. But like morphine, it does not cure; it only numbs.


๐“๐ก๐ž ๐ก๐ข๐ ๐ก: A car, a house, a degree abroad, a flashy wedding, an instant lifestyle upgrade.


๐“๐ก๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ: The moment you sign, your future hours, your sweat, your health, your peace are mortgaged.



The disease now enters the bloodstream. The borrower becomes a patient.



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๐Ÿ‘. ๐‚๐ก๐ซ๐จ๐ง๐ข๐œ ๐ˆ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ง๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ: ๐‹๐ข๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐‹๐จ๐š๐ง


Once inside, the disease spreads. Installments, interests, late feesโ€”each is like a symptom that weakens you slowly.


๐Œ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐š๐ฅ ๐’๐ฒ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฌ: Stress, anxiety, sleepless nights, mood swings.


๐๐ก๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ข๐œ๐š๐ฅ ๐’๐ฒ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฌ: Hypertension, diabetes triggered by stress, premature aging.


๐’๐จ๐œ๐ข๐š๐ฅ ๐’๐ฒ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฌ: Family quarrels, hiding from relatives, endless fights about money.


๐’๐ฉ๐ข๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ฎ๐š๐ฅ ๐’๐ฒ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฌ: Loss of inner freedom, constant fear of tomorrow, inability to live in the present.



Every EMI is a pill you must swallow monthly, whether you are sick, unemployed, or in grief.



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๐Ÿ’. ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐Œ๐ฎ๐ญ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง: ๐Œ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ญ๐ข๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž ๐‹๐จ๐š๐ง๐ฌ


Like cancer spreading to different organs, debt rarely stays at one loan.


Credit card debt mutates into a personal loan.


Home loan mutates into top-up loan.


Car loan mutates into refinancing.


Education loan mutates into lifelong wage slavery.



Soon, the patient forgets where the disease beganโ€”every financial vein carries traces of it.



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๐Ÿ“. ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐€๐๐๐ข๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง: ๐‹๐จ๐š๐ง ๐š๐ฌ ๐š ๐‡๐š๐›๐ข๐ญ


Strangely, debt becomes addictive. Just as a smoker reaches for another cigarette, a borrower reaches for another loan.


โ€œI handled one, I can handle another.โ€


โ€œEMIs are normal, everyone has them.โ€


โ€œIโ€™ll refinance and manage.โ€



Society normalizes the disease. Banks market it as empowerment. Governments encourage it as โ€œgrowth.โ€ But in reality, it is a massive colony of patients living on borrowed breath.



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๐Ÿ”. ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐‚๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐š๐ฉ๐ฌ๐ž: ๐ƒ๐ž๐œ๐š๐๐ž๐ฌ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐’๐ญ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ ๐ ๐ฅ๐ž


The worst part of this disease is its ๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง. Unlike flu, it doesnโ€™t go in a week. It stays for decades, often a lifetime.


People retire still paying their home loans.


Parents die before their education loans are cleared.


Families inherit debt like a genetic curse.


Dreams of freedom are postponed endlessly: โ€œOnce I finish my loan, Iโ€™ll live my life.โ€



But life ends before the loan does.



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๐Ÿ•. ๐‹๐จ๐š๐ง ๐š๐ฌ ๐’๐จ๐œ๐ข๐š๐ฅ ๐„๐ฉ๐ข๐๐ž๐ฆ๐ข๐œ


Loans are not just individual diseases; they are epidemics infecting entire societies:


Countries thrive on debt, selling generations to international banks.


Middle class families measure status by the size of their loans, not savings.


Youngsters are born into houses already mortgaged.


Marriages collapse under the strain of EMIs.



It is a disease passed down like polluted airโ€”normalised, invisible, deadly.



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๐Ÿ–. ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐‚๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž: ๐‹๐ข๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ƒ๐ž๐›๐ญ-๐…๐ซ๐ž๐ž


Like every disease, loan too has a cureโ€”but it requires discipline, awareness, and courage.


๐๐ซ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง: Refuse to be infected. Live within your means. Stop comparison. Stop buying status.


๐ƒ๐ž๐ญ๐จ๐ฑ: Sell what is unnecessary, simplify life, pay off aggressively.


๐ˆ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ง๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ: Build savings, grow food, create self-reliance, rely on community support, not banks.


๐‹๐ข๐Ÿ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐ž ๐‚๐ก๐š๐ง๐ ๐ž: Like diet and exercise prevent diabetes, simplicity and contentment prevent debt.



True wealth is not in what you buy with a loan, but in the freedom to sleep peacefully without owing a single rupee.



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๐„๐ฉ๐ข๐ฅ๐จ๐ ๐ฎ๐ž:


Loan is not moneyโ€”it is a disease of the soul. It begins with a thought, spreads through desire, infects with false promises, and keeps its patient in lifelong slavery. To be debt-free is not just financial freedomโ€”it is spiritual liberation.


๐‘๐ž๐ฃ๐ž๐œ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž. ๐‘๐ž๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฅ๐จ๐š๐ง. ๐‘๐ž๐œ๐ฅ๐š๐ข๐ฆ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฅ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ž.


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๐“๐ก๐ž ๐“๐ก๐ซ๐ž๐ž ๐†๐ž๐ง๐ž๐ซ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐‹๐จ๐š๐ง

-- a dialogue with Madhukar


Early morning. An old car stops near Madhukarโ€™s off-grid homestead. A family of three generations walks in. The air is cool. Birds are still calling. The smell of wood-fire tea lingers. They sit under a neem tree. Conversation begins slowly, as the sun begins to rise.



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๐Ÿ. ๐€๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐ฏ๐š๐ฅ


Grandfather: Madhukar, we came to see you. I have heard you live without loans, without depending on banks.


Madhukar: Welcome. Sit. Drink some tea. Tell me, what brings you here?


Father: My father never took loans. He always said loan is a sin. I didnโ€™t believe him. I thought everyone takes a loan, so I also did. For house, for land, for weddings. Now my whole life is running around EMIs.


Son: I have watched this. Grandfatherโ€™s peace, fatherโ€™s struggle. I have decided: no loan for me. That is why we came. We want to hear from you. Why is loan such a poison?



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๐Ÿ. ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐Ž๐ฅ๐ ๐–๐ข๐ฌ๐๐จ๐ฆ


Madhukar: (turns to the grandfather) You never borrowed?


Grandfather: No. In our days, loan meant shame. If a man took loan, he could not sleep. Villagers would sayโ€”โ€œHe sold his tomorrow.โ€ So we lived within our means.


Madhukar: And was life hard?


Grandfather: Hard work, yes. But the heart was light. We slept under the stars without fear of collectors.



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๐Ÿ‘. ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐Œ๐จ๐๐ž๐ซ๐ง ๐ƒ๐ข๐ฌ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž


Madhukar: (to the father) You said you thought loan is normal?


Father: Everywhere. People said: โ€œHow else will you build a house? How else will you send children to school? How else will you grow big?โ€ Banks encouraged us. Relatives praised us. Society saidโ€”โ€œLoan is progress.โ€ I believed them.


Madhukar: And what happened?


Father: Thirty years of running. Working not for myself, but for bank. Quarrels at home. Pressure in chest. Hair white before time. I built the house, but lost my peace.


Madhukar: This is why I call loan a disease. Like sugar in blood, it spreads quietly. Sweet at first, bitter for life.



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๐Ÿ’. ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐๐ž๐ฐ ๐†๐ž๐ง๐ž๐ซ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐งโ€™๐ฌ ๐๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง


Son: Then why do banks and governments push it so much?


Madhukar: Because loan is a business. A scam made respectable. They sell you dreams you donโ€™t need, then chain you with repayment. They say โ€œloan is support.โ€ In truth, it is a trap. A man with loan cannot resist, cannot rebel. He becomes a worker not for his family, but for bankโ€™s profit.


Son: So it is slavery?


Madhukar: Voluntary slavery. You enter the cage by signing your name.



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๐Ÿ“. ๐–๐ก๐ฒ ๐‹๐จ๐š๐ง ๐–๐š๐ฌ ๐‚๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐’๐ข๐ง


Son: Grandfather said loan was a sin. Why?


Madhukar: Because it binds two souls unnaturally. The lender profits without work. The borrower suffers without freedom. Both are corrupted. Old wisdom knew: such relation spoils society. A man in loan loses honesty, loses courage, sometimes even loses compassion.


Grandfather: That is why we feared it. Not because of punishment in heaven, but because it destroys here on earth.



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๐Ÿ”. ๐ƒ๐จ ๐–๐ž ๐„๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐‘๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐ž๐ž๐ ๐š ๐‹๐จ๐š๐ง?


Father: But Madhukar, sometimes we feel loan is needed. How else can we get things?


Madhukar: That is the lie. Lifeโ€™s true needs are smallโ€”food, shelter, clothes, health. For those, we have hands, community, and earth. Loan enters when greed enters. Bigger house, bigger marriage, bigger show. Or when we do not trust time. If you are patient, save, and work steadily, everything comes.


Son: So we never really need loan?


Madhukar: Never. What you need is patience, simplicity, and trust in your own effort.



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๐Ÿ•. ๐„๐ฆ๐›๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐Œ๐ข๐ง๐ข๐ฆ๐š๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ


Son: How do we live without loan in todayโ€™s world?


Madhukar: Begin where you are. Look at every desire. Askโ€”โ€œDo I need this, or do I only want it to show others?โ€ If you cut the show, 80% of expenses vanish.


Live in a house that fits your family, not your pride.


Grow what food you can, buy the rest simply.


Celebrate marriages with blessing, not with borrowed money.


Teach children contentment more than ambition.



Minimalism is not about suffering. It is about freeing space for real joy.



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๐Ÿ–. ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐“๐ก๐ซ๐ž๐ž ๐†๐ž๐ง๐ž๐ซ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ ๐‘๐ž๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐ž๐œ๐ญ


Grandfather: I feel peace hearing this. It reminds me of our younger days.


Father: (quietly) I feel regret. But also relief. If my son walks this path, maybe my struggle is not wasted.


Son: (firmly) I will not enter the cage. I will live within my means, wherever I am.


Madhukar: Good. Remember: freedom is not bought by loan. It is kept by refusing it.



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๐Ÿ—. ๐‚๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐ 


The family rises. The sun has now touched the neem leaves. A rooster crows from the next field.


Madhukar: (smiling) Loan is the only disease you cure by not catching it. Stay simple. Stay free.


The three generations walk back slowly to their car, each carrying a different weightโ€”memory, regret, and resolve.




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๐‹๐จ๐š๐ง ๐ข๐ฌ ๐š ๐ƒ๐ข๐ฌ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐‚๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž ๐ข๐ฌ ๐’๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž


the old man

with cracked feet

and eyes soft as dry wells

used to say:

live small, live free,

donโ€™t let another man

hold the rope around your neck.


he had no college,

no papers to frame,

but he slept straight-backed,

like a king

under a tin roof

without a single bill chasing him.



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the middle one,

my fatherโ€™s time,

believed the banks,

believed the neighbors,

believed the lie that

happiness comes with a signature.


he built walls too wide,

celebrations too loud,

borrowed tomorrow

and paid with his nerves today.


i saw him counting notes

like a man counting his own days.

he carried a house on his back,

a car in his lungs,

an education loan in his veinsโ€”

and none of it gave him breath.



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and meโ€”

i stand between

the silence of my grandfather

and the sighs of my father.


i have learned:

a loan is not money,

it is a shadow

that eats your morning light.


they sell it as hope

but it is a leash.

they name it progress

but it is prison.



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the cure?

it is not complex medicine,

not some holy secret.


the cure is this:

take only what you can carry.

live with less,

love with more.

grow food,

fix things,

wait longer,

sleep deeper.



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one day

i will tell my children

what the old man told me

without words:


that freedom

is not in having much

but in owing nothing.


and when they ask

about loan,

i will tell them:


๐ฅ๐จ๐š๐ง ๐ข๐ฌ ๐š ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž,

๐š๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž.




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