Pursuing natural health & thinking beyond the superficial. Deconstructing Culture.

I know I’m going to end up like this >_< and I’ve only been doing similar for 3.5 years (carrying anything & everything on an ever increasing load that she insists on, haven’t quite gotten to the kitchen sink yet but almost and I barely get any exercise anymore as it is with this place we live in, the people around and her silly ways! Maybe I should quit while I’m ahead o_o) and he’s been doing it for 20! He carries probably approx 2.5x the weight for half the distance we do (I don’t carry Mum, she’s fat to our standards lol, just almost everything else.) That’s it I have stick up for my rights to do more exercise like I used to and get stronger instead of weaker.

Weight on the shoulders

Carrying the motherload


We’re in the age when few people consider their parents to be a burden when they grow old and need assistance. But the example of this man, who has been walking for 20 years carrying his mother on his shoulders, will certainly give you Goosebumps.
Kaislash Giri is definitely the modern day ‘Shravan Kumar’, who has taken this gigantic task of carrying his blind mother Kirti Devi on a pilgrimage of the ‘char dhams’ – the four most sacred religious sites in India for Hindus.
Read on to find out more about his journey…. [Next page 1,6]

Joking aside he and I think quite a bit like, here’s an older article about their journey from 2007:


BERHAMPUR: This `Sravan Kumar’ of the 21 century is carrying his visually challenged mother on his shoulders on a `Char Dham’ yatra by foot.

Kailash Giri of Hinota village of Jabalpur district in Madhya Pradesh is on his way to Puri with his 80-year-old mother in a makeshift swing.

Kailash claims to have been travelling since 11 years two months and 12 days to pass by the city on Monday , thereby entering Orissa from Andhra Pradesh.

Places visited

“He may not be a public figure. But, his immense love and respect for his mother is exemplary, says Rangadhar Panda, a resident.

Kailash’s makeshift swing comprises a strong bamboo shaft with two swings attached to its two ends that he carries on his shoulders. On one swing sits his mother while his day-to-day articles are put on the other to maintain balance.

His mother accepts that his son has taken up the task as a penance and has already taken her to places like Prayag, Kashi, Chitrakoot, Ayodhya, Rameswaram, Madurai, Tirupati and a trip along the length of the Narmada during the past 11 years.

Journey ahead

From Puri, he will head for Kolakata via Bhubaneswar and then walk to Pashupatinath in Nepal, Badrinath and Dwaraka to complete the trip.

Kailash started the arduous journey when he was some 21 years to fulfil his mother’s wish to take up `Char Dham’ yatra as he recovered from a long ailment following his mother’s prayers.

He lost his father and elder brother when he was young and decided to take up the journey on his own physical efforts rather than asking for money from anyone.

Everyday, he manages to cover four to five km and prefers to take rest along with his old mother at some roadside temple.

He cooks food from whatever people give him and serves it to his mother first. He says that his mother’s affection is his greatest strength.

“After seeing my penance, if a few youths start respecting their aged parents and see almighty in them, I will be satisfied,” he says.

I don’t see it as a penance though, more of a duty, that’s similar but still. Kudos to you man; you started that at 28, I started at 30. We old ways people are built to be strong.

(I’ve been thinking about a kind of bicycle where I can attach everyone/thing – Mum & cat, household stuff and the shopping – at the back though…)

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