Wednesday, July 25, 2007

News articles that change the world

A P J Abdul Kalam may be leaving a sweet after-taste at the end of his tenure as India’s President, but at the Rashtrapati Bhavan, the tastes haven’t changed much.

From south Indian delicacies idli-dosa to a north-south combination of uthhapam-dal, the transition in the Presidential menu will have one constant – it will remain vegetarian.

Rashtrapati Bhavan insiders say through his five-year tenure, Kalam’s food of choice remained the humble idli, dosa and sambhar, besides an occasional bowl of curd-rice with pickles.

The 75-year-old outgoing President was a habitual late-night eater and skipped lunch for fruits. He also insisted on his food being prepared in the same kitchen as the staff’s instead of the Presidential pantry.

"Anything that was seasonal would satisfy him. We had created a Verandah garden for him in which Citrus japonica (China orange) grew,” Officer on Special Duty Brahma Khan recalls in a statement to PTI.



"Though tasting very bitter, the President used to have them because of its rich Vitamin-C content," he said.

The family kitchen specially meant for the President was never operational as well. The space was not even put to use even when 50 of his relatives came visiting to the Rashtrapati Bhavan.

Instead, Kalam insisted that he make the payments for the expenditure incurred during the stay of the relatives.

"He was a no requirement man," recalls his press secretary S M Khan in a statement to news agency PTI.

His successor, 72-year-old Pratibha Patil, is known to love utthapam and dal but avoids spinach and potatoes. "She prefers a very simple food with less oil and spices," says Kailash, her butler at the Governor's residence in Jaipur.

The people’s President also stopped the practice of attendants waiting on him while he ate. Instead, sources say he insisted on holding back only one person to warm his meals, which he ate well past midnight.

catch -> .

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...... errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.......
weeeeeeee heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.... weeeeeeeeeeeeee laaaaaaaaaaaa
eeh? ok.. so is it time to say something now? well, if you insist!
i was actually trying to figure out what is the blooming point of this whole thing is?
u know what i mean? lol... ok i think you dont. ok let me explain. What my point is that - what is the point of this whole catching? Its kind of really twisting and tangling the last remaining (i mean the last functioning ones remaining due to the excessive functioning of the rest of the ones which are not functioning now) nerves in my brain cells.

Basically, what is the point of catching the crazy catches? or even the point in watching the crazy watches whilst we are trying to catch the crazy catch for that matter? or worse still the point in trying to match the crazy matches whilst we are watching the crazy watches whilst we are trying to catch the crazy catch?

errr. You see the sort of things that a person (as highly futuristic in thought and contradictorily convoluted in implication) like me has to contend with in their thought process?

i mean... ideally i would like to lie on crazy beaches with a variety of crazily hot women. And if i am bored of lying around like that, i might even dance crazy dances on the crazy beaches with those variety of crazily hot women.

That is what i would like to do! I dont see any point in catching anything other than that.
Catch my poooint?