Thursday, March 29, 2018

Probity and the role model


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Take from a man his reputation for probity, and the more shrewd and clever he is, the more hated and mistrusted he becomes.
-          Marcus Tullius Cicero
Recognized probity is the surest of all oaths.
-          Suzanne Curchod
The wave of mass hysteria that has accompanied the ball tampering incident in South Africa in which Australian cricketers Steve Smith, David Warner and Cameron Bancroft were involved should, ideally demand puzzling facial expressions from people, who regularly follow cricket.

“What’s new? Everyone has been doing it for ages.”

Of course! Everyone has indeed been doing it for ages. Ever since we started following cricket, ball tampering is part of the game...a ‘mistake’ and not such an unpardonable ‘crime’. The International Cricket Council, in its ‘Laws of cricket’ also does not elevate ball tampering to such an unpardonable offence, going by the penalties that follow. It’s there, perhaps, will be there, but why is this meriting such maddening coverage with two batting icons getting period bans and even the Prime Minister of Australia wading into this?

Yes, of course, top guys are involved. But, the difference lies in ‘committing a mistake’ and ‘planning to commit a mistake’. When you commit a mistake, it is considered forgivable, though it is an offence.

Take school, college.

“I am sorry, I copied in the exam”

But when you ‘plan’ to copy in an exam, the magnitude of the offence is altogether different. More so, when you are a role model for other fellow students.

The ‘planning to commit a crime’ changes the outlook of the viewer of the crime. 

The person who committed the crime – Cameron Bancroft - is not so much the person in the line of public scorn as he is a greenhorn - they are expected to be naive and there are pardons reserved for them. In fact there are voices that he was made to commit the crime by the others. The person who supposedly was the mastermind – David Warner – does not have much public sympathy either way – he, despite being a brilliant batsman, is known to be boorish, has ticked the list of crimes you expect wild cricketers to do; it is like he is expected to ‘commit’ a crime! We have seen numerous run-ins of ‘bad boy’ David Warner with the law – drunken behaviour, bar brawls, physical contact, sledging et al - that this does not matter.

Which leaves us with the third and most important guy in the picture – Steve Smith. He is does have the typical ‘Ugly Aussie’ image, but is not in the same ‘exalted’ (pun intended, of course!) place as his mate, Warner. He has the highest batting average among living cricketers and the highest ever since Donald Bradman. Whatever he touches turns to gold. More often than not, he performs even when the team is not doing well. Captain of the Australian cricket team and aged just 28 years, everything was going for him. Young cricketers, children – he is one of the icons they all look up to. One could not help but feel sorry as he was escorted by the South African police at the Johannesburg Airport for a plane to Australia, to cries of ‘cheat’ – like a criminal.

So, a role model is expected to be just that – you cannot afford to keep a foot wrong; if you do, you are shamed more than what a regular offender would be. The need for probity in public life weighs all the more when you are famous, a role model, a person others look up to.

It shatters a person who looks up to someone, when the latter is not what he made out to be. Role models are supposed to be inspiring. They are looked up to by many, as the others seek to achieve what their role models did. In many homes, they occupy such price of place as the family reserves for one of their own. Many a time, you cannot replace a role model.

Ever since school and into my teens, my role model in sport was the Indian cricketer Mohammed Azharuddin. The unique magic he brought on to the batting arena coupled with his soft spoken nature and ethics – one of the few batsmen who would walk even without appeals if he knew he was out – endeared him to me. So, I was gutted when he was involved in the match fixing scandal. I felt really bad for having been a huge fan, a support of this person for long. He is not in on that pedestal any more.

In many ways, role models form part of your lives. We grieve more profoundly for people who have been part of our lives. Yes, none of us is black or white; we all have shades of grey. But the role models are not supposed to be cheats in the eyes of their unforgiving followers.

When a role model does something that is not expected of him to do, he loses public sympathy, is left without friends, is target of anger and more importantly, falls from grace. Life is not the same anymore. So the temptation to commit a mistake should not be yielded to. You will be labelled a cheat for life. There is simply no room for error on that account. 

Low levels of ethics are a given in public life, so much so, that the phrase ‘probity in public life’ almost sounds like an oxymoron. But, it still holds good for role models, people who are looked up to. They don’t have the luxury of committing mistakes and getting on with life expecting the same levels of adulation. It is very difficult to rebuild trust.

“Sorry, it was an error in judgement....” No apologies cut the ice, you are tainted. You are a fallen hero; you stay fallen.

Becoming famous is easier; staying famous is not.




Friday, March 9, 2018

The 'Samberization' of Sambhar


Food is essential to life - therefore, make it good  - Anonymous

Life is too short for fake butter ...or fake people - Julia Child

No man was made great by imitation - Samuel Johnson


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Having spent 23 years of my life in Madras, I made a move to Bombay in early 2002, due to a job posting. I love eating out and this led me to sampling the food at the local restaurants. When you are away from home, the more you want to get close to home and it leads you to creating an atmosphere as close to home; this includes cuisine. In fact cuisine tops the list. The prime examples are our own brethren - Indians who die to eat Indian food when they go abroad.


So, the south Indian staples of Idli, Dosai, Vadai and Pongal top the list. The accompaniments to these staples are Sambhar (please note the ‘h’) and chutney, assortments of which are served. The Sambhar is a prime accompaniment, much like the tabla or mridangam which provide the percussion base for Indian classical music.

Before I delve into the agony of having Sambhar in Bombay, a slight history (who does not love a story, eh?) on how this dish came into being. There are many versions and this is a popular one.

There was a clan called the Thanjavur Marathas of the Bhonsle dynasty, who ruled Thanjavur in Tamil Nadu between the 17th to the 19th century AD. The Marathas came as far as Thanjavur In Tamil Nadu during the course of their conquests and while fleeing from the Mughal persecution. The Serfojis are the more famous of the rulers in that lineage.

It is but natural that when you assimilate with the local population, the cuisine undergoes myriad forms of changes and multiple melanges result. Sambhar was one such dish. Marathas use kokum extensively while tamarind is used by the Tamilians. The gravy of the local Tamilians was apparently different and so, they added tur dal /thuvaram paruppu (split pigeon peas) instead of moong dal / payatham paruppu (yellow lentils) and more vegetables to the local dish, thereby creating their own concoction. It was named after the Shivaji’s son, Sambhaji. Thus became the dish ‘Sambhar”, after the Maratha King Sambhaji – a Tam dish named after a Maratha. So Sambhar is an amalgam of Tam-Maratha co-operation. Ah, the wonders we can create when we come together!

In Sanskrit, the word ‘Sambhara’ refers to an amalgam of multiple things. But then, historians note that there is no mention of ‘Sambhar’ before the Maratha rule of Thanjavur – the Sarabhendra Pakasasthram, a set of two Marathi manuscripts available at the Saraswati Mahal library in Thanjavur, also says the same.

That’s the history of Sambhar. Now, to the main issue – why is the Sambhar so ‘unsambhar like’ in places other than Tamil Nadu and to some extent, parts of Kerala and Andhra Pradesh? The main explanation is - it lies in the ‘Shettyisation’ of the dish. The Shettys are the people who have taken over the South Indian cuisine in Bombay. So they way they dish out South Indian cuisine is reminiscent of their homes in Karnataka. In Karnataka, sugar is added to the Sambhar, making it very un-Tam. Moreover, as far as I understand, they run a cartel in Bombay which keeps out others who want to dish out the real thing. Which partly explains the non-appearance in Bombay of the famous Bhavans and Kadais from Madras, which are so loved. For us Tams, Sambhar is a staple. It is hard to see our beloved dish mauled by the rest of the country.

The realisation dawned on me after sampling Sambhar at various parts of Bombay. The unfortunate part of this is that the Sambhar tastes as bad everywhere else too other than the places I mentioned above. So, one has to live with this. The only exceptions are the Idlis, Dosais and Vadais you get on the roadside, which are normally peddled by Tams, which have Sambhar as an accompaniment - better than the ones sold at the restaurants in Bombay. The only places I go to for Sambhar in Bombay are Mani’s and Udhaya in Chembur and Deluxe near Fort (the latter two serve Kerala cuisine, which is closer to Tam cuisine). This is, when I am not cooking it myself. Even in Tamil Nadu, I am partial to Madras’ Sambhar over other places.

The other grouse is the name – ‘Sambhar’ it is; not the ‘samber’ as it is pronounced. It’s amusing to see even the local Marathi population pronounce a dish named after a king of their race wrongly.

I was thinking as to why the Shettys have done this to my beloved Sambhar. One of the possible explanations is the way Kannada is referred to in the North of India – ‘Kannad’, minus the ‘a’. It is their way of taking revenge for the mauling of the name of their language, I guess! A very odd explanation, though!

I fondly look forward to the Tam Bhavans opening ships al over the country so as to take the glory of the real Sambhar to the country. When will that time come?

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