It started at our
dining table.
The ingredients work. The format is broken.
My sister was diagnosed with diabetes at 29. At breakfast she'd open four jars — Jamun, Methi, Ajwain, Jeera — each tasting like medicine. By week three, the jars sat untouched. The ingredients worked. The format defeated her.
Months later, my own bloodwork: high LDL. "Statins. For life," said my doctor. I'm 30-something. I built my own stack instead — and hit the same wall. 4–6 products. 4–6 brands. Half-finished jars everywhere.
So I asked my own world. 500+ reachouts — structured primary research with corporate professionals aged 30–45. Same answers, every time: too many stacks. Doses too low to work. "Too much misinformation — kya believe karu, kya nahi." Nothing for morning and night.
SILT is the product I wished existed — for her, for me, and the hundreds who said the same. Clinical doses, disclosed. Indian taste. One glass. Sixty seconds.