A hotel’s complimentary buffet breakfast is the closest thing to a polite catastrophe . At 6:30 a.m., grown adults who normally need three alarms to wake up are already hovering outside the restaurant door like it’s a flash sale. The moment it opens, civilization leaves the room . People surge forward with the desperation of a species that fears the poori might run away.
The continental section sits there, lonely, untouched. Croissants looking depressed, bread slices drying in the AC because the true desi minimalists walk past them like past bad memories. Bread and eggs? Why again? They station themselves at the dosa counter with the same intensity that they used for land disputes.
Meanwhile the Full-Hog Overachievers begin their day’s construction work: plate upon plate stacked with paratha touching pasta touching pineapple touching ideological confusion. They aren’t here to eat; they are here to economically punish the hotel for daring to include breakfast in the tariff. A subset of them say “ nothing is good” before they go for a second helping. Another guest drinks nine cups of masala chai and wonders aloud why his BP is rising. The rest of us know.
Then come the Protein Bros, those majestic creatures whose arms enter the buffet three seconds before the rest of their body. They demand fourteen egg whites and bargain like they’re at Chickpet. One bro even pours whey powder into sambar, declaring it a fusion dish. The chef’s soul quietly exits his body.
Nearby, a diabetic guest requests a strict egg-white Omelette while simultaneously dual-wielding mango and pineapple juice like nutritional nunchucks. Their glucose meter files for voluntary retirement. And just when the buffet thinks it has seen enough, the rich sleepers float in at 11:20 a.m. Breakfast long gone, even the toaster unplugged. But time, to them, is a rumor. They demand pancakes from the void, and hotel staff obey with the resignation of civil servants during budget season. They order a la carte..
The business traveler meanwhile is on Day four and has a serving of toast–fried egg–coffee déjà vu. He pockets bananas like he’s smuggling state secrets, sips coffee with dead eyes, and silently wonders when he last felt joy.
Children, on the other hand, are pure chaos wrapped in sugar. They are charging at waffles, drowning them in chocolate syrup, and rejecting anything that looks remotely like nutrition. The hotel staff steps aside as they sprint past, muffins in both hands like victorious gladiators. Their moms are trying to feed them something they detest. The dads overlook this event…
*Uncles* are the true apex predators: poori, dosa soaked in ghee, pongal the size of a meteor, five cups of chai, and then the inevitable announcement “I eat very light these days.”
*Fitness Moms interrogate the buffet like they’re cracking a terror cell: “Which oil? Which farm? What breed of almond?*” And after all this detective work, they consume three papaya cubes and radiate smug wellness.
Foreign tourists wander around in innocent confusion, eating idli with jam, mixing chutney with muesli, sipping sambar like broth until suddenly their tongue goes numb and they realise India has entered their bloodstream.
The lonely cereal guy sits surrounded by 800 calories of joy and chooses cornflakes anyway, crunching like he’s punishing himself for existing.
Somewhere, an influencer couple rearranges that poori for 40 minutes, taking photos from all angles. By the time they finish, the poori has the emotional stability of a punctured balloon. Nearby, professional buffet looters stuff muffins into handbags, slip bread rolls into jacket pockets, and walk out rustling like walking vegetable markets.
And through all of this, someone always makes an impossible request from masala cornflakes, gluten-free poha to a sugar-free gulab jamun while the staff stares into the horizon questioning every life choice.
A complimentary buffet breakfast is not nourishment. It is revenge, it is childhood trauma, it is class struggle, it is comedy, it is tragedy, it is a deeply personal confrontation with carbs.
It is the Olympics of Paisa Vasool. And after the dust settles, after the plates are cleared, after the last banana is smuggled away, everyone makes the same bold declaration:
“Tomorrow, I’ll eat light.”
And of course, as we leave, all of us are already telling the same lie to ourselves, the oldest lie in the history of complimentary breakfasts:
Tomorrow, we’ll behave better.
Tomorrow arrives.
We won’t.
But it’s sweet that we believe it.
** (Week end humor / Musings -by an unknown author)
Robbery, heist, dacoity, theft, and stealing are all forms of criminal activity that involve the unlawful taking of property or cash.
While bank robberies often receive more attention and publicity, other bizarre incidents also occur and are equally condemnable by a civilised society.
Recently, several alarming and interesting news reports have emerged regarding such incidents.
Bihar has experienced a baffling theft involving the mysterious disappearance of an entire pond in the Darbhanga district. This pond, which was reportedly publicly owned and commonly used for activities such as fishing, has vanished and has been replaced by a hut, leaving residents bewildered, according to news reports. The sudden appearance of the hut in place of the pond prompted locals to alert the police. According to reports, the land mafia, accused of filling in the pond to illegally seize the land, had already fled by the time law enforcement arrived. Residents reported that the pond, which was once a valuable community resource, became a target due to rising land prices in Darbhanga. Despite community efforts and temporary interventions by local officials to stop the pond's filling, the land mafia continued their work secretly under the cover of darkness, ultimately leading to the pond's destruction. Authorities had previously visited the site and confiscated some equipment; however, according to police officials, the offenders continued their operations at night. (NDTV/Economic Times - Jan 2024)
Bihar has gained notoriety for unusual thefts committed by individuals, one of the most notable being the theft of an entire diesel engine, taken piece by piece from a railway yard in the Begusarai district. The thieves dug a tunnel to access the yard, gradually dismantling and stealing parts of the engine that had been brought there for repairs.
The case came to attention after a report was filed at the Barauni police station regarding the theft of a diesel engine that had been brought to the Garhara yard for repairs. The police recovered some of the missing parts from a gang involved in unbolting steel bridges and stealing their components.
In a separate incident last year, a railway engineer from the Samastipur Loco Diesel Shed faced suspension for allegedly selling an old steam engine that was located at the Purnea court premises. The engineer reportedly used a forged letter from the divisional mechanical engineer of Samastipur and collaborated with other railway officials and security personnel to facilitate the sale of the engine!.(KalingaTV/India Post -July 2022 )
Thieves in Bihar are making a big catch and are robbing things that are beyond imagination. After swindling an entire rail engine, robbers have now stolen an entire 50-metre-high mobile tower worth Rs 19 lakh from Patna. The thieves posed as officials of the service provider GTPL Hathway Limited, who had installed the tower on the terrace of a house of a person named Lalan Singh in Yarpur Rajputana colony in the Gardanibagh area of Patna. Singh said that a group of people came to him posing as officials of the mobile company and allegedly said that the firm was incurring massive losses; therefore, they had planned to remove the mobile tower. He then allowed people into his house without verifying. How did they manage to steal a mobile tower? In a complaint, it was stated that a gang of thieves comprising 25 individuals came equipped with gas cutters and other required tools. The thieves dismantled the entire tower and loaded the parts into the truck before stealing it away. According to reports, the tower was installed about 15 years ago by the Aircel mobile company and the monthly rent was fixed at Rs 10,000 at the time of installation. After Aircel shut down, GTPL took the tower. How did the robbery come to fore? The robbery came to light when officials reached Lalan Singh’s house to inspect a “malfunctioning” tower. When they arrived, they were left surprised that there was no mobile tower on the spot. They then registered a complaint with the Gardnibagh police, and the search to trace the robbers was initiated.(CNBC/Pune Mirror- Jan 2023)
Criminal incidents like these, and many others, occur in various states. The cases mentioned here are just a glimpse into a broader picture.
Here are some more interesting events happening on the world stage for your reading enjoyment.
Bars and restaurants that stay open late at night are nothing new. There are all kinds of restaurants with outdoor seating all over the world. If the weather is good, you can sit outside and enjoy your meal. Sometimes, late at night and after the guests have left, the tables and chairs are left outside the restaurant.
Thieves also know of these facilities. They might also be among those who dine out at night. When they enjoy good food, some interesting ideas come to their minds. That's how they discover the potential for theft of outdoor tables and chairs.
In a surprising turn of events, restaurant and bar owners across Spain have discovered they are missing a key piece of furniture: their dining chairs. Spain's National Police have arrested seven individuals accused of stealing over a thousand chairs from outdoor seating areas across Madrid and nearby municipalities, according to a report by the Associated Press.
The group - six men and one woman - allegedly targeted restaurants and bars in Madrid and Talavera de la Reina, a smaller city southwest of the capital. In just two months, they reportedly stole around 1,100 chairs from 18 different establishments. The total value of the stolen property is estimated at 60,000 euros (approximately Rs 61 lakh). The goods must be original.
According to police, the stolen chairs were resold not only within Spain but also shipped off to buyers in Morocco and Romania. Authorities believe the operation was well-organised, with the group functioning as a coordinated criminal network.
A study conducted in Britain found that, on average, 53% of books were stolen from bookstores. The Bible, which teaches us not to steal, is the most stolen book. Many hotels have a tradition of leaving a Bible in the room. The question arises as to whether guests taking the Bible when they leave is theft or a desire to read it later. Interestingly, the Guinness Book of World Records has noted that the most frequently absent book from a U.S. library shelf is the “Guinness Book of World Records”!
Expensive books were chained to the corners in libraries. Books could be read sitting there. They could not be removed. In those days, when superstitions were rampant, the last or first page of the book warned that anyone who took it would be struck by lightning. It also stated that if a thief stole it, the book would soon transform into a snake, along with other ominous predictions.
Published in 2005, "The Book Thief" is a novel by Australian author Markus Zusak that gained immense popularity. The book portrays the atrocities committed by the Nazis in Germany. "The Book Thief" has sold 17 million copies and has been translated into 63 languages. In 2013, it was adapted into a film of the same name.
Achyuthananda ! Govinda! Madhava! Sachidananda! Narayana! Hare !”
The loudspeaker was playing the prayer song from the SriKrishna Temple.
Janaki teacher got up and looked at the time. It was five o'clock. Meenu should be home by seven-thirty. There was still a lot of time. She was tossing and turning. Then, out of habit, Achutha Marar said, "Janu, are you awake too? Time doesn't move."
"Yes, Achuetta, didn't you say the children would arrive at nine o'clock?" The teacher cleared up the doubt.
"Well, we're lucky, Janu. Why, even though the children haven't come to the festival for a long time, this time both of them are coming."
"Okay, are we not going to the festival every time?"
Then, recalling the children's childhood quarrels, jokes, and laughter one by one, the time passed by until half past seven. Leaning on his stick, Marar and the teacher stood up, holding onto the wall and door. Thinking that the children should have the dishes they liked most with our own hands, the teacher said, "Meenu, just help me today. I'll do all the cooking."
Meenu laughed, "What a glow on both of your faces today. Both are ten years younger now!" The teacher, overcome with enthusiasm, forgot all about her illness and got to work. His dry, trembling hands began to move slowly. She first made the children's favourite Masala Dosa, Jackfruit Ada, and UzhunduVada. After that, she started to make rice and curry. By then, Achutha Marar, after taking a bath, went to the gate four or five times, holding his stick, and came back. After a while, he came to the kitchen and said that the children had not arrived, even though it was half past nine. After sitting on the chair for a while, he went back to the gate. He came back ten or twelve times and finally said to the teacher, "It's past eleven. They haven't arrived yet! It's not like every time, they have assured me that they will definitely arrive this time."
"Sometimes the train may be late, Achuvetta," the teacher said, without showing her tension.
After preparing the food, the teacher also went to the garden with him. At this time, Meenu came to them and said, "All the work is done. I closed the pan when it got a little warm. Let me go home, teacher. Children had come from school and were waiting for me there, and we had to take them to the temple. "
When they couldn't stand any longer, Achutha Marar and the teacher sat down on the verandah steps. At twelve o'clock, the morning session of Chenda melam at temple was coming to an end. The stomachs of the two people, exhausted and hungry, were growling. At this time, Marar asked, "Janu, have you eaten anything?"
"I drank a glass of tea. Let's eat together when the children arrive. It's been a long time since we've eaten together. Oh, did Achuvettan eat anything?"
"I also had a glass of tea. I thought they might have arrived by now. It seems the children won't be home by the noon. Is there some kind of block in the area?"
Achutha Marar said while wiping the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.
"Even if there is a block, it's time to come. Is there something wrong with the kids? They said it is free from college. Gopan's child is always short of breath. He doesn't want to see the doctor here anyhow. My God, why punish us by waiting...!" the teacher said with a wave of her hand.
The clock on the verandah struck three as Meenu, accompanied by her children and grandchildren, returned from the temple after the kavadi attam dance play. They were chatting happily as they made their way down the steps. The children carried balloons and whistles, creating a lively atmosphere filled with laughter and play. When they reached the gate, Meenu, surprised and a bit worried, asked, "Janu edathi, haven't the children arrived yet?"
"No," replied the teacher.
To ease her concern, Meenu asked again, "Why don't you both come to the evening Pooram ? Your faces look quite pale. Haven't you eaten?"
"I thought I’d wait for the children to come," the teacher said hopefully.
"Oh! You two should go and eat quickly. You both have highsugar and high blood pressure!" Meenu urged. They watched until Meenu also disappeared. Both of them went inside and drank a glass of hot water each. When the phone rang, Marar answered it and spoke to the teacher in frustration. "Gopika is busy and held up in the office today with the audit team," he explained. "Additionally, the children have exams coming up later this week, so their trip home will have to be postponed until next year."
He sat in the armchair, sadness clearly visible on his face. Seeing this, the teacher said, "Gopan mentioned he would come anyway; he seemed so sure about it."
At five o'clock, the phone began to ring again. This time, Marar picked it up with anticipation. As soon as he set the receiver down, tears filled his eyes. In a stammering voice, he said, “It’s Gopan.” After a moment of hesitation, he continued, “He’s busy with work and couldn’t reach back from outstation work. Since it’s the end of the year, he needs to finalise certain tax issues and accounts. He said he’ll come next year.”
When Meenu arrived to do her late afternoon chores, the door was open. As she peeked into the kitchen, she saw that the coffee, sweets, rice, and curries had all gone cold, as if they were sharing in their grief. When she entered the room, she found both of them lying down. The sadness within them boiled and flowed like lava through her sunken eyes. Upon seeing Meenu, the teacher spoke in a low, tired voice, “Meenu, how lucky you are. Carry out home whatever food items required for children. You don’t have to work late tonight. Hurry up and take the kids to see the Pooram. Just come back tomorrow afternoon.”
Achutha Marar added, “Meenu, your life is blessed. Go quickly to your children. Don’t waste time. May all the colours combine to form a rainbow.”
Meenu couldn’t contain her sadness and left for home with tears in her eyes, unable to find the words to comfort the elderly couple.
“Krishna! Krishna! Mukunda! Janardana!
Krishna! Govinda! Narayana! Hare!
Achyutananda! Govinda! Madhava!
Sachidananda! Narayana! Hare !
The loudspeaker was playing the prayer song from the Sri Krishna Templethe next morning, as usual, but they didn’t notice or hear it.
Sankaran Nair arrived at the School in a hurry. Two smartly dressed young men stood opposite his Office chairs! As soon as they saw him, they both stood up.
"Good morning, sir."
They both extended their hands to shake his hand. Nair was chatting with some students in a deserted classroom when he saw the visitors. "Tell me," he said.
"Sir, we are from Kottayam, BBA students; it is time for us to complete a task as part of the course. We would like to introduce you to a highly popular, world-famous book. Isn't there a library here, sir?"
"Yes, I have."
"Good, this book will definitely be an asset to the school library, sir."
The man on the right unzipped his thin bag and took out a medium-sized book.
When Nair saw the book, he quickly looked to see if these weren't the two dusty books still there on the top shelf on the side.
He thought about the stupidity of leaving his students near the class.
"Sir, this is a rare book with over 1,000 photos that can be used to refer to anything general, sir! High-quality paper that won't deteriorate even after decades, sir, you should take a look at it!"
"The fixed price is three thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine rupees. As a gift for you, sir, we will give you just for nine hundred and ninety-nine."
We are giving it to you for Rs... Sir, your good name, please? The man on the left asked, hastily moving a pen on a receipt.
Nair told him his name, hesitatingly.
"Aren't you the principal, sir?"
"The headmaster of the school; that's all I know." He said.
"Okay, sir, this book has all the materials and photos that are suitable for students of any age group and any project!"
"That's good."
"Sir, you also have children studying in school. What standards are your children studying?"
"My children have been out of school and college for years." Sankaran Nair told them, a wry smile on his face.
"Really amazing”, they both said it together.
"So, sir, what's your age? Forty? , err, maximum forty-five?"
"Forty, fifty-five are all over," He said.
"Sir, tell me." Both of them looked straight at his face.
"Okay, sir. I know someone like you wouldn't lie. What's the secret to staying so young at this age? Can you share it with us, sir?"
"Let me finish what I was sharing with the students for now." Saying this, he got up from his seat.
"Sir, your book, receipt, only nine hundred and ninety..."
"Sorry, leave alone nine hundred rupees; I don't even have a hundred rupees left. Let me tell you what we have: even this month, none of us has received our salaries. The water level has been rising due to flooding, even though the rain has stopped. It has been impossible to contact the treasury, even though the bills were prepared and left here for about a week. When I finally thought I could go, I took the bills and handed them in. It's not just us; many other institutions are in the same situation. We hope to receive a response within one or two days.
Sankaran Nair dusted off the two books that were on the shelf and placed them near them.
"Here are the two gifts given to me this year by young people like you as part of my studies; the same valuable book you have in your hands."
If you have any doubts, let's consider it another way. I paid four hundred ninety-nine and nine hundred ninety-nine in cash. I also received the receipt. I had the money to pay both times. Now you can take both, absolutely free. It doesn't serve any purpose if it's just sitting here.
Nair hurriedly walked to class, not even stopping to see what their reaction would be, as they were still bowing their heads.
Many of us are familiar with the Pandava brothers and their wife, Draupadi. We might also recognise Bhima’s wife, Hidimba, and Arjuna’s wife, Subhadra, who is the mother of the ill-fated Abhimanyu. However, have we ever thought about whether Duryodhana, the Kaurava prince, was married and had a wife?
Bhanumati is the daughter of Bhagadatta, the king of Pragjyotishya. She was incredibly beautiful, captivating, intelligent, and powerful. Tales of her beauty and strength were legendary. Her beauty, intellect, and virtues cast a bewitching allure that attracted suitors from far-flung realms. However, it was the valorous Prince Duryodhana who, through his prowess showcased in a swayamvara, emerged triumphant in claiming her hand in matrimony, though powerful kings like Jarasandha, Shishupala, Rukmi, Vakra and Karna were present at the venue.
It is said that when Bhanumati, accompanied by her maids and bodyguards, entered the court with a garland in her hand and passed by each king one by one, she also passed by Duryodhana. Duryodhana wanted Bhanumati to put the garland on him, but that did not happen. Bhanumati moved ahead of Duryodhana. Enraged, Duryodhana immediately snatched the garland from Bhanumati's hand and put it around his own neck. Seeing this scene, all the kings drew their swords.
In such a situation, Duryodhana took Bhanumati's hand and, leading her out of the palace, told all the warriors, "Defeat Karna and come to me." In other words, he challenged all the warriors to a duel with Karna, his best friend, who defeated them all. However, Karna's battle with the mighty Jarasandha lasted for a long time, and he finally won over him.
Thus, Duryodhana forcibly married Bhanumati. After bringing Bhanumati to Hastinapur, Duryodhana justified his decision by pointing out that Bhishma Pitamah had also abducted Amba, Ambika, and Ambalika for his half-brothers. Based on this logic, Bhanumati agreed, and the two married. They had two children, a son named Lakshmana, who was killed in battle by Abhimanyu, and a daughter named Charumati, who married Samba, Krishna's son with Jambavati.
While Bhanumati’s appearances in the Mahabharata may be fleeting, her presence leaves an indelible imprint upon the narrative’s fabric. Her significance predominantly emanates from her connection with Duryodhana, a central figure in the epic’s unfolding drama. Throughout the epic, Bhanumati’s love and unwavering loyalty toward her husband shine resplendently, even in the face of the most daunting adversities. Despite her keen awareness of her husband’s imperfections and the inevitable repercussions of his actions, she remains steadfastly by his side, an unflinching pillar of support.
One or two instances mentioning Bhanumathi in this great epic are significant.
Gandhari recounts in the Sati Parva that Bhanumati would playfully wrestle with Duryodhana, often losing to him.
It is said that Bhanumati had developed a good relationship with Karna. They lived like friends. Their friendship was renowned. Karna and Duryodhana's wife, Bhanumati, were once playing a game of chess. Bhanumati was losing, and Karna was delighted. Just then, Bhanumati saw Duryodhana approaching, and she suddenly abandoned the game and got up. Karna was unaware of Duryodhana's arrival, so when Bhanumati tried to get up, Karna grabbed her pallu and wanted to make her sit down.
This sudden action tore Bhanumati's pallu, scattering all her pearls. Just then, Karna saw Duryodhana approaching. Both were overcome with shame and feared what Duryodhana would think. When Duryodhana approached, neither could meet his gaze. Duryodhana laughed and asked, "Will you let the pearls remain scattered, or should I help you gather them?".
Both his wife and his best friend had misjudged his reaction to the perceived situation. Duryodhana had a lot of implicit trust and faith in both his queen and his best friend. Not for one split second did he suspect either of them of doing anything wrong. Such was his faith in his wife and friend.
The aftermath of the Kurukshetra War subjects Bhanumati to profound grief and sorrow. Bhanumati was deeply saddened by the deaths of Duryodhana and his son Lakshmana.
The war culminates in Duryodhana’s defeat and the demise of numerous beloved figures. In the face of her profound anguish, Bhanumati unveils her inner fortitude and unwavering resolve by persisting in her steadfast support for her husband, even amidst his darkest hours.
While not much more is known about her, some versions of the Mahabharata state that Bhanumathi was one person who raised severe objections to Draupadi’s treatment after the game of dice, when Duhshasana tried to disrobe her in the Kaurava court. Legend has it that Draupadi’s temper was ferocious, and fearing that this foul temper of hers would cause immediate destruction to Duryodhana and his brothers, Bhanumathi is said to have come running to Draupadi’s aid and requested Duryodhana to stop the humiliation being meted out to her.
While her appearances within the epic may be sparse, Bhanumati’s character etches an enduring legacy, reminding us of the transformative power of love and the latent strength residing within us all. Through her unwavering support of Duryodhana, she offers timeless lessons that we can easily apply to our lives, encouraging us to stand firm with our loved ones during adversity and face life's challenges with grace and courage.
Every year on November 7, India celebrates the birth anniversary of Sir Chandrasekhara Venkata Raman, widely known as C.V. Raman, one of the country’s most distinguished physicists. Born on November 7, 1888, in Tiruchirappalli, Tamil Nadu, to Chandrasakhara Iyer and Parvathi Ammal, C.V. Raman’s contributions to science, particularly in the field of physics, have earned him a place among the world’s greatest scientific minds. His discovery of the Raman Effect, which describes the change in wavelength of light that occurs when molecules deflect it, won him the Nobel Prize in Physics in 1930—the first Asian to receive this honour in Science.
Raman’s journey in science began at a young age. Coming from a family that valued education, he was an exceptional student with a keen interest in science and mathematics. His father was a teacher, which fostered an environment of learning and curiosity. Raman, a child prodigy, completed his matriculation at 11 and earned a gold medal in physics during his bachelor’s degree at Presidency College, Madras. He completing his MA in physics in 1907. Despite his achievements, Raman’s path to scientific success was not without struggles.
In early 20th-century India, opportunities in scientific research were limited, and funding was scarce. Raman scored in first Rank in ICS and later joined the Indian Finance Service in Calcutta (Kolkata) as an Assistant Accountant General. Despite the demands of his job, Raman’s passion for science was unwavering. He conducted research at the Indian Association for the Cultivation of Science (IACS) during his spare time, often working late into the night. His determination paid off, as his work on acoustics and optics began to gain attention in the scientific community.
In 1917, Raman was offered a professorship at the University of Calcutta, allowing him to leave his government job and focus on scientific research. This transition marked a pivotal point in his career, leading to groundbreaking discoveries in the field of light scattering. Raman’s work was innovative and daring, as he ventured into areas of physics that were largely unexplored.
In 1928, while studying the scattering of light, Raman made a discovery that would change the course of physics—the Raman Effect. This phenomenon revealed that when light passes through a transparent material, a small fraction of the light emerges in a different direction with a different wavelength. This discovery provided new insights into molecular and atomic structure, laying the foundation for advancements in various scientific fields. In 1930, Raman became the first Indian to win the Nobel Prize in Physics, bringing immense pride to generations of Indian scientists and laying the groundwork for India’s scientific research institutions.
CV Raman’s life is a testament to curiosity, dedication, and the transformative power of scientific inquiry. From his early fascination with light and sound to the groundbreaking discovery of the Raman Effect, he consistently pushed the boundaries of knowledge and inspired generations of scientists. His contributions extended beyond individual research; through his leadership at institutions such as the Indian Institute of Science, the founding of the Indian Academy of Sciences, and the Raman Research Institute, he helped establish a strong research culture in India.
The impact of his work continues to resonate globally. Raman spectroscopy, derived from his discovery, is an indispensable tool in chemistry, biology, material science, and medicine, influencing research and practical daily life applications. In India, his legacy is celebrated annually on National Science Day, inspiring students to embrace scientific curiosity and innovation.
Chandrasekhara Venkata Raman died, aged 82, of heart disease on November 21, 1970, in Bangalore, India.
Recognition and Awards :
Nobel Prize in Physics (1930):In 1930, C.V. Raman was awarded the Nobel Prize in Physicsfor his research on light scattering, which led to the development of the Raman Effect. The Nobel Committee acknowledged his exceptional contribution to understanding molecular interactions with light.
Fellow of the Royal Society (1924):In 1924, the scientific community elected Raman as a Fellow, acknowledging his significant contributions to experimental physics.
Knighthood (1929):He was knighted in 1929, becoming Sir C.V. Raman, in honor of his outstanding achievements in physics and his service to science.
Bharat Ratna (1954): V. Raman was bestowed with India’s highest civilian award, the Bharat Ratna, in 1954 for his unparalleled scientific contributions.
Lenin Peace Prize (1958):In 1958, Raman received the International Lenin Peace Prize for promoting international peace and collaboration through scientific research.
Fellowship of the Royal Society of Edinburgh (1928):In 1928, the scientific world highlighted Raman’s status by selecting him as a Fellow of the Royal Society of Edinburgh.
Franklin Institute Medal (1941):He received the Franklin Institute Medal in Physics in 1941, adding to the prestigious honors acknowledging his scientific achievements.
( This article will not be complete unless we read some of the great scientists Quotes on various occasions )
Some Inspiring C V Raman Quotes
“I am the master of my failure. If I never fail, how will I ever learn?”
“It was poverty and the poor laboratories that gave me the determination to do the very best I could.”
“You can’t always choose who comes into your life, but you can learn what lesson they teach.”
“Ask the right questions, and nature will open the door to her secrets.”
“Success can come to you by courageous devotion to the task lying in front of you.”
“If someone judges you, they are wasting space in their mind. Best part, it’s their problem.”
“The essence of the scientific spirit is to realise what a wonderful world it is that we live in.”
“The true wealth of a nation consists not in the stored-up gold but in the intellectual and physical strength of its people.”
“It is not that idealism of student days finds adequate opportunity for expression in the later life of manhood.”
10 “The essence of Science is independent thinking, hard work, and not equipment. When I got my Nobel Prize, I had spent hardly 200 rupees on my equipment.”
CV Raman Quotes on Science
1. The essence of science is independent thinking, hard work, and not equipment. When I got my Nobel Prize, I had spent hardly 200 rupees on my equipment.
2. The whole edifice of modern physics is built up on the fundamental hypothesis of the atomic or molecular constitution of matter.
3. I feel it is unnatural and immoral to try to teach science to children in a foreign language. They will know facts, but they will miss the spirit.
4. I strongly believe that fundamental science cannot be driven by instructional, industrial, government or military pressures.
5. The essence of the scientific spirit is to realise what a wonderful world it is that we live in.
6. The three-pronged approach of curiosity, imagination, and persistence is the key to scientific discovery.
7. The beauty of science lies in its ability to unravel the mysteries of the universe.
8. It is not enough to see beauty; one must also understand the scientific principles behind it.
9. Science is a source of endless possibilities; it all depends on our willingness to explore and experiment.
10. The best scientists are those who believe in the potential of their ideas, even when the world doubts them.
11. We must teach science in the mother tongue. Otherwise, science will become a highbrow activity.
12. In the history of science, we often find that the study of some natural phenomenon has been the starting point in the development of a new branch of knowledge.
13. I feel it is unnatural and immoral to try to teach science to children in a foreign language. They will know facts, but they will miss the spirit.
14. Science is a continuous journey; there is always something new and exciting to discover.
15. The essence of science is curiosity, the desire to understand the world around us.
16. Science is the key to unlocking the mysteries of the universe, one question at a time.
CV Raman Quotes on Education
CV Raman established and supported the Indian Institute of Science. He also served as a professor at the University. His quotes are inspiring the young scientists to discover something unique and contribute to the field of science.
1. I am the master of my failure. If I never fail, how will I ever learn?
2. I would like to tell the young men and women before me not to lose hope and courage. Success can only come to you by courageous devotion to the task lying in front of you.
3. You can’t always choose who comes into your life, but you can learn what lesson they teach you Success can come to you by courageous Devotion to the task lying in front of you.
4. If someone judges you, they are wasting space in their mind. The best part is it’s their problem.
5. It was poverty and the poor laboratories that gave me the determination to do the very best I could.
6. Ask the right questions, and nature will open the door to her secrets.
7. The true wealth of a nation consists not in the stored-up gold but in the intellectual and physical strength of its people.
8. It is not that the idealism of student days finds adequate opportunity for expression in the later life of manhood.
9. True knowledge is gained not through rote learning, but through curiosity and the desire to explore.
10. Science should not be confined to the four walls of a laboratory, but should seep into all aspects of our lives.
CV Raman Quotes for Students
1. Ask the right questions, and nature will open the doors to her secrets.
2. There is no Heaven, no Swarga, no Hell, no rebirth, no reincarnation and no immortality. The only true thing is that a man is born, he lives and he dies. Therefore, he should live his life properly.
3. Science is a language that transcends boundaries; it is a universal tool for understanding the world.
4. Great ideas are born out of our willingness to challenge the status quo and venture into the unknown.
5. Science is not just about knowledge; it is about the spirit of exploration and the thrill of discovery.
6. Powerful ideas are just in your pocket.
7. Science is not about finding the ‘right’ answers; it is about asking the ‘right’ questions.
8. The best scientists are those who dare to challenge established beliefs and propose new theories.
9. Science is not a destination; it is a journey of continuous learning and growth.
10. Science is not limited to textbooks; it is a living, breathing entity that surrounds us every day.
Life is a mixed world of dualities--good and evil, wealth and poverty, knowledge and ignorance, pleasure and pain, joy and sorrow etc.
The Hindu calendar also reflects natural dualities. A month is divided into two fortnights : Shukla Paksha, the bright fortnight and Krishna Paksha, the dark. Similarly, a year is divided into two periods: Uttarayanam and Dakshinayanam. Uttarayanam extends from the Tamil Month of Thai to Aani (mid-January to mid-July ), while Dakshinayanam spans from Aani to Margazhi ( mid-July to mid-January). Uttarayanam is regarded as a highly auspicious time, symbolizing the Sun's northward journey and associated with spiritual advancement and positive growth.
In line with these divisions, a day is split into three parts- morning, afternoon, and evening. Each period is influenced by one of the three gunas or qualities of nature. The morning is associated with "Sattvika qualities"--purity, calmness and clarity. The afternoon is dominated by "Rajasa qualities", which represent passion. The evening reflects "Tamasa qualities", symbolizing inertia, withdrawal, and rest. The meeting point between the parts of the day are known as " Sandhi". There are three Sandhis in a day: the end of morning and and the beginning of afternoon, the end of afternoon and the beginning of evening, and the end of evening and the beginning of the next morning. Many traditions regard the transitional "Sandhi period" as an ideal time for meditation, worship, and inner reflection.
It is believed that those who pray early in the morning receive blessings and strength that support them through the day. ------------------------------------------------------------------------
* (Copied from 'The Hindu' column : -Faith -discourse by Lanka Sri. Jeyaraj)
Traditional names for restaurants include Arya Bhavan, Bhaktivilasam, Saint Mary's, and Rahmaniya. The ingredients and flavours of the food have remained consistent over the years. However, as ingredients changed and tastes varied, the names of dishes also evolved. The style of hotel signboards has undergone a significant transformation.
Some newer names that emerged include ‘Dhe Puttu’, ‘Food Shala’, ‘Achayan’s Adukkala’, and ‘KCK’s Place’ (meaning Kappa-Chicken-Kanthari, which refers to tapioca, chicken, and green chillies).
In the past, names like "kitchen" and "sweets" were typically limited to their respective contexts, similar to a plain dosa. However, today's Gen Z entrepreneurs believe these names lack appeal and have come up with more imaginative alternatives. Examples include names like ‘Balan Chettante Puttukada,’ ‘Ummachide Vadakkini,’ and ‘Adaminte Chayakkada.’ Individuals who identify as part of Gen Z tend to adopt a secular approach, which may contribute to a more flexible perspective on naming their ventures.
This trend is mirrored in the neighbouring state of Tamil Nadu, as well. Some older establishments include Vaidehi Vilas, Prabita Kitchen, Madurai Pandi Mess, Gowda Mane, Namma Chettiar Veedu, and Hindu Military Hotel. However, the Gen Z crowd has also introduced more modern names, such as Shambhavi’s Restaurant, Mrs Iyengar’s Kitchen, Madurai Idli Kadai, Murugan Idlis, Big Bang, Raspberries, Talaippakatti, Mani’s Dum, Ambur, and Star Biryanis. Additionally, popular spots like Sangeetha, Geetham, Sharavana, Madhuram, and Annapoorna coexist alongside these newer establishments.
Naming is a significant challenge for businesses and products. The main issue lies in language, as it's essential to market the brand effectively to ensure it garners the attention it deserves.
Take, for example, Pillai and Tony, two Gulf repatriates who planned to start a medical shop. They struggled to come up with a name that fit all the Malayalam words they knew, along with the pronunciation sheet. Ultimately, they drew inspiration from their own names, leading to their shop being inaugurated with the signboard name: 'Pills and Tonics'. The rest is history for this town.
Every successful business shares one common element: a strong brand name. A brand name is more than just a label; it forms the foundation of your business identity and creates the first impression with customers while building an emotional connection over time. Before their products reached thousands, their names established recognition, trust, and identity.
പോലീസ് സ്റ്റേഷന്റെ മൂലയിലുള്ളഒരു മുറിയിൽ അനന്യഘോഷ് ഒറ്റയ്ക്ക് ഇരിക്കുകയായിരുന്നു. കുറച്ച് കസേരകളും ഒരു വലിയ മേശയും ഉള്ള വിശാലമായ മുറി. ഒരു വശത്ത് ഒരു നീണ്ട ബെഞ്ച് ഉണ്ടായിരുന്നു. ഭാഗ്യവശാൽ ഫാൻ ചലിക്കുന്നതിനാൽ ചൂട്ഇല്ലായിരുന്നു. കോൺസ്റ്റബിൾമാർ ഇടയ്ക്കിടെ പുറത്തെ ഇടനാഴിയിലൂടെ നടക്കുന്നുണ്ടായിരുന്നു. മുഖത്ത് വീണുകിടക്കുന്ന നീണ്ട മുടിയുള്ള, ജീൻസും കുർത്തിയും ധരിച്ച നല്ല ഉയരമുള്ള മുപ്പതിനടുത്തപ്രായമുള്ളയുവതി.
അപ്പോഴാണ് ,മുപ്പത്തിനടുത്തുതന്നെ പ്രായമുള്ള ഒരാളെ രണ്ട് പോലീസുകാർ അകത്തേക്ക് കൊണ്ടുവന്നു അയാളുടെ കൈ ഒരു കസേരയിൽ ബന്ധിച്ചു, ഒരു വാക്കുപോലും പറയാതെ അവർ മുറി വിട്ടുപോയി. അയാളുടെ മുടി നന്നായി വെട്ടിയിരുന്നതിനാൽ മുഖത്തിനുനല്ല ചെറുപ്പംതോന്നിച്ചു. വൃത്തിയുള്ള വസ്ത്രങ്ങൾ ധരിച്ചഅയാൾ തികച്ചുംഅസ്വസ്ഥനായികാണപ്പെട്ടു. തലകുനിച്ചു നിശബ്ദനായി ഇരുന്നഅയാൾപെട്ടെന്ന്അവരെനോക്കിചോദിച്ചു.
"നിങ്ങൾ ഒരു നല്ല കുടുംബത്തിൽ നിന്നുള്ള മാന്യയായ സ്ത്രീയാണെന്ന് തോന്നുന്നു. എങ്ങനെയാണ്, എന്തിനാണ് ഇവിടെ വന്നത്?"
അവർ മൗനം പാലിച്ചപ്പോൾ അയാൾ കൂട്ടിച്ചേർത്തു, "താൽപ്പര്യമില്ലെങ്കിൽ ഉത്തരം പറയേണ്ടതില്ല."
"അങ്ങനെയല്ല. ഞാൻ എന്റെ ലണ്ടനിലെഒരു സുഹൃത്തിനൊപ്പം ഇന്നലെ രാത്രി റീജൻസി ഹോട്ടലിലായിരുന്നു. ഒരു റേവ് പാർട്ടി നടക്കുന്നതിനാലാകാം അവിടെ ഒരു റെയ്ഡ് നടന്നത്. പെട്ടെന്ന്ഒരു ബഹളം ഉണ്ടായപ്പോൾ, എന്റെ സുഹൃത്തിനുലണ്ടണിലെക്ക്കാലത്തുള്ളഫ്ലൈറ്റിൽപോകേണ്ടതിനാൽതിടുക്കത്തിൽ മുറി വിട്ടു. മുറികൾ തോറുമുള്ള തിരച്ചിലിൽ എന്നെ കണ്ടപ്പോൾ, പോലീസ്ഇൻസ്പെക്ടർ, ഞാൻ ഒരു കോൾ ഗേൾ ആണെന്ന് കരുതി. ഉടൻതന്നെ എന്നെ ഇവിടെ കൊണ്ടുവന്നു. അസാന്മാർഗ്ഗിക ഗതാഗത നിയമപ്രകാരം പോലീസ്എനിക്കെതിരെ കേസ് എടുക്കാനുള്ള സൂചന കിട്ടി."
"നിങ്ങളെ രക്ഷിക്കാൻ നിങ്ങളുടെ മാതാപിതാക്കളോ ഭർത്താവോ ഇല്ലേ? ഒരു പോലീസ് സ്റ്റേഷനിൽ കൂടുതൽ നേരം നിൽക്കുന്നത് നല്ലതല്ല," അയാൾ പറഞ്ഞു.
"അതെ, സത്യത്തിൽ, ആ ഇൻസ്പെക്ടറുടെ ആ നോട്ടം എനിക്ക് ഇഷ്ടപ്പെട്ടില്ല. അയാളുടെ ഉദ്ദേശ്യങ്ങൾ മാന്യമല്ലെന്ന് ഞാൻ സംശയിക്കുന്നു. എനിക്ക് പേടിയാണ്. എന്റെ മാതാപിതാക്കൾ, ഗ്രാമത്തിലാണ് താമസിക്കുന്നത്. ഞാൻ ഒറ്റയ്ക്കാണ് ഈ നഗരത്തിൽ ജോലി ചെയ്യുന്നത്." അവൾ മറുപടി പറഞ്ഞു.
പിന്നെ, തിരിച്ചുസാധാരണപോലെ, അവൾ അയാളോട് ചോദിച്ചു, "എന്താണ് നിങ്ങളെ ഇവിടെ എത്തിച്ചത്? നിങ്ങൾ മാന്യനും വിദ്യാഭ്യാസമുള്ളവനുമായി കാണപ്പെടുന്നു. നിങ്ങൾ ഒരു കുറ്റവാളിയെപ്പോലെയല്ല."
അയാൾ ഒന്നും മിണ്ടാതെ വാതിലിനു നേരെ തല തിരിച്ചിരുന്നു..
“പേടിക്കണ്ട. ആരുംഇപ്പോൾ വരില്ല. ഇൻസ്പെക്ടർ ഉച്ചകഴിഞ്ഞ് മാത്രമേ വരൂ എന്ന് ഞാൻഊഹിക്കുന്നു.” അവൾ പറഞ്ഞു.
അയാൾ ഒരു മന്ദഹാസ ശബ്ദത്തിൽ പറഞ്ഞു, "ഞാൻ അത്ര നിഷ്കളങ്കനൊന്നുമല്ല. ദാരിദ്രവുംസാമ്പത്തികപ്രശ്നങ്ങളുംകാരണംതെറ്റായ കാര്യങ്ങൾ ചെയ്യാൻ തുടങ്ങി".
അവൾ ചെവികൾ പൊത്തിപ്പിടിച്ച് അവനോട് കുറച്ചുകൂടി ഉച്ചത്തിൽ സംസാരിക്കാൻ ആവശ്യപ്പെട്ടു.
"പ്രായമായ മാതാപിതാക്കളും ഭാര്യയും കുട്ടികളും പോറ്റാൻ ഉള്ള ഒരു ദരിദ്ര കുടുംബത്തിലാണ് ഞാൻ ജനിച്ചത്. എനിക്ക് സ്ഥിരം ജോലിയില്ലായിരുന്നു. അപ്പോഴാണ്,അബ്ബാസ്മുള്ള സംഘത്തിലെ ഒരാൾ നല്ല പ്രതിഫലത്തിനായി എന്നെസമീപിച്ചു. ഒരു പാക്കറ്റ് അടുത്തുള്ളവേറൊരുസ്ഥലത്തേക്ക്എത്തിക്കുവാൻഎന്നോട് ആവശ്യപ്പെട്ടത്. ജോലി ലളിതമായിരുന്നു. എനിക്ക് തടസ്സമില്ലാതെ യാത്ര ചെയ്യേണ്ടി വന്നിരുന്നു . ചോദ്യങ്ങൾ ചോദിക്കാതെയോ ജിജ്ഞാസ കാണിക്കാതെയോ ഈവിതരണജോലിതുടർന്നുംചെയ്യേണ്ടിവന്നു. ക്രമരഹിതമായ എന്തോ നടക്കുന്നുണ്ടെന്ന് എനിക്കറിയാമായിരുന്നു, പക്ഷേ എനിക്ക് എളുപ്പത്തിൽ പണം ലഭിച്ചു, എന്റെ കുടുംബത്തിന്റെ ആവശ്യങ്ങൾ പൂർണ്ണമായും നിറവേറ്റപ്പെട്ടു" അദ്ദേഹം പറഞ്ഞു.
"നിങ്ങൾ കൊണ്ടുപോകുന്ന സാധനങ്ങളെക്കുറിച്ച് നി എന്തെങ്കിലും സംശയം തോന്നിയിട്ടില്ല ?" ജിജ്ഞാസയോടെഅവൾ തുടർന്നന്വേഷിച്ചു.
"അവ ഭാരം കുറഞ്ഞ പാക്കറ്റുകളായിരുന്നു. ചിലപ്പോൾ പാക്കറ്റുകളിൽ നിന്ന് തെറിച്ചു വീഴുന്ന വെളുത്ത പൊടിയും ഉണ്ടായിരുന്നു. അത് നിയമവിരുദ്ധ മയക്കുമരുന്നാണെന്ന് എനിക്കറിയാമായിരുന്നു. പക്ഷേ വരുമാനം വളരെ മികച്ചതായിരുന്നു. ഞാൻ ഒരിക്കലും അവരോടുചോദ്യങ്ങൾ ചോദിക്കാൻ മെനക്കെട്ടില്ല" എന്ന് അദ്ദേഹം പറഞ്ഞു.
"ക്ഷമിക്കണം, ഞാൻ നിങ്ങളുടെ പേര് ചോദിക്കാൻ മറന്നു."
ഞാൻഅനന്യഘോഷ്. നിങ്ങൾ എവിടെ നിന്നാണ് സാധനങ്ങൾ എടുക്കുന്നതെന്നും എവിടെയാണ് എത്തിക്കുന്നതെന്നും നിങ്ങൾക്കു പൊതുവെ അറിഞ്ഞിരിക്കണം" അവൾ ചോദിച്ചു.
"ഞാൻ ആനന്ദബോസ്. അതെ,അത് എനിക്കറിയാം. എന്തിനാണ് നിങ്ങൾ ചോദിക്കുന്നത്?"
"പ്രത്യേകിച്ച് ഒന്നുമില്ല. നിങ്ങൾ ഈ ആളുകളോട് ശ്രദ്ധാലുവായിരിക്കണമെന്ന് ഞാൻ ആഗ്രഹിക്കുന്നു. അവർ ക്രൂരന്മാരാണ്. നിങ്ങൾക്ക് ഒരു കുടുംബത്തെ പരിപാലിക്കാനുണ്ട്" അവൾ പറഞ്ഞു.
പെട്ടെന്ന് പുറത്ത് ശബ്ദം കേട്ടപ്പോൾ അവൾ അയാളോട് മിണ്ടാതിരിക്കാൻ ആംഗ്യം കാണിച്ചു.
"നന്ദി. എനിക്ക് ഈ റാക്കറ്റിനെക്കുറിച്ച് അറിയാം, അതിൽ നിന്ന് പുറത്തുകടക്കാൻ ഞാൻ ആഗ്രഹിക്കുന്നു. പക്ഷേ അത് ബുദ്ധിമുട്ടാണെന്ന് നിങ്ങൾക്കറിയാം. ഞാൻ അവരെ ഉപേക്ഷിച്ചാൽ എനിക്ക് തൽക്ഷണം അപകടം സംഭവിക്കും. എന്റെ കുടുംബവും അപകടത്തിൽ പെടും. അതാണ് ഞാൻ എപ്പോഴും വിഷമിക്കുന്നത്. ഇത് ഒരു കടുവസവാരി പോലെയാണ്" അയാൾ പറഞ്ഞു. "നിങ്ങൾക്ക് കടുവയുടെ മുകളിൽ ഇരിപ്പിടം ഉറപ്പിക്കാനോ,ഇറങ്ങാനോ കഴിയില്ല".
"അവർക്ക് മയക്കുമരുന്നോ മറ്റെന്തെങ്കിലുമോ ആണോ കൂടുതൽതാത്പര്യം?" അവൾ ചോദിച്ചു.
"ചരസ്, എംഡിഎംഎ, എക്സ്റ്റസി തുടങ്ങിയ മയക്കുമരുന്നുകളുമായി മാത്രമേ എനിക്ക് ബന്ധമുള്ളൂ. അവർ മറ്റ് നിരോധിത വസ്തുക്കളും കടത്തുന്നുണ്ടാവാമെന്നു ഞാൻ കരുതുന്നു."അയാൾ.
"നിങ്ങൾ സന്ദർശിക്കുന്ന എല്ലാ സ്ഥലങ്ങളുടെയും വിലാസങ്ങൾ നിങ്ങളുടെ വീട്ടിലെ ഏതെങ്കിലും രഹസ്യ സ്ഥലത്ത് കടലാസിൽ സൂക്ഷിക്കാൻ ഞാൻ നിങ്ങളെ ഉപദേശിക്കുന്നു. അവരെ ഒരിക്കലും വിശ്വസിക്കരുത്. നിങ്ങൾ നിർബന്ധത്തിന് വഴങ്ങി കലഹിക്കുമെന്നു അവർ സംശയിച്ചുകഴിഞ്ഞാൽ, അവർ നിങ്ങളെ കൊല്ലും" അവൾ പറഞ്ഞു.
"എനിക്ക് അറിയാം, ഇതിനകം തന്നെ അത് ചെയ്തു കഴിഞ്ഞു" അയാൾ അവർക്ക് ഉറപ്പുനൽകി.
പുറത്ത് ബൂട്ട്ഇട്ടകാലുകളുടെ ഒരു ആക്രോശം അവർ കേട്ടു. അവൻ ചുണ്ടുകളിൽ വിരലുകൾ വെച്ച് 'ശ്ശ്...' എന്ന് പറഞ്ഞു.
ഇൻസ്പെക്ടർ അര ഡസനോളം കോൺസ്റ്റബിൾമാരോടൊപ്പം മുറിയിൽ പ്രവേശിച്ചൂ.ആദരവോടെ ശ്രദ്ധതിരിച്ചുഅവർക്കു സല്യൂട്ട് നൽകി.
ബോസ്, അന്ധാളിച്ചു, ആശയക്കുഴപ്പത്തിലായി.
"ഇൻസ്പെക്ടർ, ഇവനെ അവന്റെ വീട്ടിലേക്ക് കൊണ്ടുപോയി, സ്ഥലങ്ങളുടെ എല്ലാ വിവരങ്ങളും അവനിൽ നിന്ന് വാങ്ങി ഉടൻ റെയ്ഡ് നടത്തുക. അവർ ഒരു ക്രൂരരായ സംഘമാണ്. നല്ലൊരു സപ്പോർട്ട് സ്റ്റാഫിനെ കരുതലായിഎടുക്കുക. അവൻ എല്ലാംപറയും. അല്ലെങ്കിൽ ആവശ്യമായ'ചികിത്സ' നൽകണമെന്നു ഞാൻപറയേണ്ടതില്ലല്ലോ.വൈകുന്നേരത്തോടെ എല്ലാവരെയും ഇവിടെ ഹാജരാക്കുമെന്ന് ഞാൻ വിശ്വസിക്കട്ടെ."
പോലീസ് സൂപ്രണ്ട്അനന്യഘോഷ്, ഐപിഎസ് പറഞ്ഞു.
"എടിവൃത്തികെട്ടവളേ !" എന്ന് ആനന്ദബോസ്ശ്വാസം മുട്ടി ആക്രോശിച്ചു, വിയർത്തുനിന്നു.
താമസിയാതെആരോ അവന്റെ കഴുത്തിൽ പിടിച്ചു.ശക്തമായ ഒരുഅടി കൊടുത്ത ശേഷം വലിച്ചിഴച്ചുജീപ്പിലേക്കുകേറ്റികൊണ്ടുപോയി.
