Sanjay’s monumental todi @ NGS(an hour not taking tani into account) left me weak! Dashing out for a cup of coffee I realised only when I reached the canteen that old Jayaraman would not be there. It was too late. Old wounds opened up and sipping the hot water and chicory mix I thought of the sibilant scented atmosphere that shimmered once where I sat! Alas Jayarama! Lions and lizards hold court where Jamshyd once flowered.