In the quiet aftermath of every celebratory meal, two organs — the liver and the gut — absorb the true cost of modern abundance, working in silence while the body returns to its routines. Across India, and with growing urgency among adults in their twenties and thirties, fatty liver disease is emerging not as a consequence of excess alone, but of repetition — the accumulated weight of habits mistaken for harmless pleasures. Doctors are finding damage that arrived without pain, without warning, and often without awareness, discovered only by accident when something else was being checked.