Judgmental opinions

"Naa Sar! We simmmmpply use the same tegniques for bodh eucalybtus and casurina!" The typical english of a scientist in coimbatore. I am in coimbatore for last ten days and have been attending classes and touring around the town studying forestry. And I have a grave feeling that by the time I come back my english will also be "laig that only, saar". Yit allready yees.

That there is an supreme authority that controls the cricketing world beyond the ICC and BCCI is evident. The BCCI spits at the cricketeers over the sponsorship contracts, and has yesterday licked it's own spit from the shoes of the cricketeers by acceeding to their demand for unlimited time and amounts to sign sponsorship contracts ! Proves existence of the mediating/ commanding authority commanding the Board and the Cricketeers to behave, and make more money, or else! That the sponsorers themselveshave a big hand in the affairs of the BCCI and ICC is also obvious. The rate going for the Sri Lanka v/s India world cup match was Rs.1000/- for every Rs.300/- bet in India's favour. The betting syndicate were confident of an Indian loss is proved by these odds. And the fools (read cricket fans) really bet in large numbers for an Indian win... (our office Accountant and a small Civil Contractor are two persons I know who bet for an Indian win - and lost their Rs.300/- apiece).

One thing struck me on the way to Thrissur last Sunday: these Malyalis love their food. Every other shop is a food joint. A tea shop, a pakoda shop, a banana chips shop, a small hotel, a big hotel... alas, their choice of food is bland. Tea is hot water poured in a strainer containing days-old tea leaves with a spot of diluted milk. Snacks are ripe banana slices deep fried in rancid oil. Fish curry rice is a heap of boiled rice with watery curry with tiny bits of sardines and fried fish is a tiny morsel of deep fried fish of nameless origin. Masala dosa is a thick dosa with mashed potatoes with a hint of chili powder and chutney is tasteless syrup of coconut gratings. Idli is soft and the sambar tasteless. Three days of this fare sounded like a famine so ended up eating delicious food in a hi-fi hotel at our organisers cost. Fried rice and manchurian and salad and butter chicken with tandoor roti. The hotel had a swimming pool but the lawns were overgrown with weeds, the lobby was brig...