We gave our afternoon to EFEO where Tamil and Sanskrit linguists talked about the need for preservation of the languages and an understanding of the traditions. They talked about how art, for example, is intertwined with religion, philosophy, myths, contexts, history, and require sensitivity in interpretation. Is there such a thing as a correct interpretation? Is interpretation always subjective? You tell us (in comments)!
By evening, the entire group of 27 (G-27 as a friend calls us) was tired and yet, the women donned their newly-acquired kurtas, churidars, and dupattas and showed up for the lecture on Auroville. I admit I felt brain-dead at that point. Nevertheless, three things stuck with me, all of which have to do with herbs. I will not even try to write the names of the herbs, and will use the pet names I have given them.
1) The Friday Night Herb: Gives you hallucination and promises you a relaxing time with no after-effects. You will be fresh in the morning.
2) Monday Morning Herb: Provides clarity and focus on any project you are working on
3) Labor Herb: Makes normal-delivery of babies very easy – baby will come out in four hours and the mother will be ready to go and work in the field then and there. [Note: such herbs are only available in Tamil Nadu.]