"Sadanand, can you guess what eelctronic marvel I am using to talk to you from "The Hades"? "Your voice is familiar. As this annual Onam call I had been expecting from good old Mahabali, I can't guess beyond the pedestrain mode which I saw this morning. A beggar was ordering his wife, using his cell phone, to pawn her "thaali" for the quarter bottle of rum that he must drink pronto or die of thirst. Cell phone is a life saver!"