Shiva of the south
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I went into a hotel in Karaikudi for lunch. A server about 50 years old was scurrying around in incongruous attire of blue trousers and shirt. It was clear from his general air of agitation that he was new to the job. He had not yet figured out how to serve the proper quantities of the vegetable dishes onto the leafplates.