Great spirits have always encountered violent opposition from mediocre minds, thus had Albert Einstein said once. We may perhaps not fully understand what that meant, but still we all love to be spirited and when its weekend, our spirits are generally quite high.

Let us try to understand how they get these spirits inside those bottles for us to find them as Jinns and as we have them, we get the feeling of having our wishes fulfilled.

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Being a Mallu during my school days was considered a privilege. In spite of the heavily accented clan that we were, all puns on our intonation and our duskier membrane were relegated to backseat, the moment we came dressed in those satin knickers when even the noble class could afford only polyester; or when we sported that enviable Casio digital watch; or when we had at least one Hero fountain pen in our pencil box.

Certainly not the most affluent community, when compared to the Gujaratis and the Marvaris, what made Malayalis still stand apart rubbing shoulders with the prosperous was that every household from the pea-shaped state that we belonged to, had an Indian Diaspora.

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Nikhil tapped the table with his knuckles as his order arrived. The lady seated on the next table instantaneously turned her head and gave him a long gaze as if she had been intensely bothered from her rumination.

As the waiter placed the dish on his table, Nikhil could clearly notice the discomfort on his face. There were valid reasons for it too.

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