Kool Kollam

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The inside of the lighthouse (pic from Mr. Google)

My recent short visit to Kerala took me to the quaint little town of Kollam (previously Quilon), virtually on India’s southernmost tip.
I did expect the place to be rather quiet (most of Kerala is rather so) but what I witnessed was right of a school history textbook.
What was striking was everyone takes it easy; there’s no rush for virtually anything; what can be done today is easily put off until forever, if possible, and everyone seems to be in a rather celebratory mood (perhaps my being there during the Onam festival had something to do with it).That said, I had read a few things about the city and was looking forward to the visit. And, one thing that fascinated me was the old Lighthouse, built in 1902, and then ‘strengthened’ nearly four decades later. Of course, that was on the itinerary, besides the old fishing harbour and the legendary seaside, not to mention the houseboat cruise on the famed backwaters.
I was a little bit disappointed, however, since the main structure was closed for repairs. Officials said they were in the process of installing an elevator inside. But just going around was quite an experience since it gave out an old world charm and I felt I had come back in time.
Kollam, also an old seaport, has had a strong commercial reputation since the days of the Phoenicians and Romans. Fed by the Chinese trade, it was mentioned by Ibn Battuta in the 14th century as one of the five Indian ports he had seen during the course of his 24-year travels.
The city’s rulers exchanged embassies with Chinese rulers while there was a flourishing Chinese settlement there. In the 9th Century, on his way to Canton, China, Persian merchant Sulaiman al-Tajir found Kollam to be the only port in India visited by huge Chinese junks. Marco Polo, the great Venetian traveller, who was in Chinese service under Kublai Khan in 1275, also visited Kollam and other towns on the west coast, in his capacity as a Chinese mandarin.
In 822 AD two East Syrian bishops – Mar Sabor and Mar Proth – settled in Kollam with their followers. Two years later, the Malabar Era began (824 AD) and Quilon became the premier city of the Malabar region ahead of Travancore and Cochin.
Kollam Port was founded by Mar Sabor at Thangasseri in 825 AD as an alternative to reopening the inland sea port of Kore-ke-ni Kollam near Backare (Thevalakara), which was also known as Nelcynda and Tyndis to the Romans and Greeks and as Thondi to the Tamils.

Maximum City – Maximum Rain

We were in Mumbai – the Maximum City – over four days this week and had planned to look around, take walks and generally experience life in a metropolis – a city that never sleeps.
We were hoping for some rain just to experience what it was like during the monsoons but were assured there would be little, if at all, this time of the year, especially after the Ganesh Chaturti festival.Though this wasn’t my first trip to India’s commercial capital, it was one during which I hoped to spend the maximum time on myself. But that was not to be.
A walk in the Fort area was planned; I wanted to go inside the historical Victoria Terminus Station and ho around the famous Horniman Circle to explore the old buildings. Of course, a walk around the Gateway of India, the Marine Drive, the iconic Taj Mahal Hotel and a drink at the well-known one 150-year old Leopold Cafe were planned as well.
But the rain started to come down a couple of hours after we landed and it was still pouring buckets when we left four days later, which meant we were drenched wherever we went in spite of investing in rather flowery, but flimsy, umbrellas at the Gateway of India.
I did not, however, miss my favourite haunt – the booksellers at the Fort – and invested quite a packet in procuring a few invaluable publications. A visit to the Gateway of India and the Marine Drive also happened and so did the drink (a cold coffee) and Fish and Chips at the Leopold Cafe.
We missed out on Mumbai’s legendary street food, the traditional markets as well as a fun ride in the Mumbai Local on a Sunday.
Perhaps, soon, a visit during the “winters” is on the cards when, of course, it won’t be as wet and the weather will also be somewhat “cool” without the rain.

 

Wish you were hair

pin-bald-head-clipart-etc-on-pinterest-cNSJFN-clipartThere might still be a permanent cure for baldness, if a colleague has to be believed. This gentleman, a seasoned veteran, has had a medical condition that has evaded all cure for many years until he found to his relief, and amazement, that one particular concoction presented a solution.
He claims that ever since he has had that medicine, his chronic condition is under control.
But, he added with a smile, there had been a side-effect. The bald patch in the centre of his head has suddenly sprouted hair!
However, he’s not complaining. On the contrary, he’s quite happy. Maybe he wants to patent the cure in the time to come, but has to look for people with a medical condition similar to his.
Bald people have, for generations, looked for ways to fertilize the barren patch on their heads, sometimes going to extreme lengths to make hair grow. Among the cures are rubbing various kinds of oils, milk and onion paste, turmeric, and even the sting of a scorpion, not to mention homeopathy, Ayurveda and Chinese medicine.
Many enterprising businessmen have always made a fast buck selling various kinds of concoctions. Street “quacks” everywhere offer cures out of leaves, roots and the bark of trees.download
Modern technology has now ensured there are hair transplantation techniques available; but is there a permanent cure?
The issue is so important that man will try almost anything to get that tuft back – even if it means getting conned or resort to life-threatening remedies.
But a doctor friend, who does not have even a single strand of hair on his head, says it all through a small poster in his office: God only wanted some heads to shine – the rest he covered with hair.
If only we leave it to Him!

The Little Lion

Chucky’s had a shave – a close shave!
He had had one in May and we’d decided we would let his hair grow in anticipation of the “winter”.
But that was not to be.
He had a thick coat until last night when we decided enough was enough! He was miserable, even in an air-conditioned comfort environment, and was huffing and puffing in discomfort.
Never mind the winter – it’s still a couple of months away, we thought. Might as well give him another shave.
And there you have it! He’s feeling “naked” I’m sure, but lighter and comfortable. Looks like a tiny lion, complete with the mane and the tail.
Of course, he might have to get “into” the bed at night to shield himself from the air-conditioner but that’s no sweat!
The only worrying part are his friendly fights with the Great Tyson who, in his playfulness, might end up harming this little fellow – because there’s no hair to “break” the bite!