......the Pepper on the table & Cloves at the exit door cabinet assumed immense importance these days ....as my daily exit for Clinic wud entail a ritualistic unscrewing the clove container , fishing out one or two..... popping like a pill of wel being .....out for Wrk...the pepper stand in the Brkfast table I wondered , how easily attainable & relished with a toast or a regular omlette....the Clove Container equally so , strategically placed at the exit ....lifting the spirit of wel being & a routine.....the taste buds do really matters ....& the taste buds did really matter at least as documented by the West frm 13th century AD onwards, in tht Voyages after Voyages frm Europe , Indian & Arabian Moors landed at the spice isles of India & Malacca & Indonesia.....beautifully described r the Javanese , Sunda , Celebes, Malacca ,Timor Majapahit, Mataaram powers of far east all centred around this spice trail of 14 th century......the rise & fall of the European East indies & the rise & fall of the kingdoms of far East....the admixture of various influences centred around this spice trade a vibrant Maritime , Spice culture evolves......side by side a more centralised Javanese agrarian......the taste bud trade of spices & ........Pepper assumes the mantle of GOD ....!!!!..... the new found respect for the Condiments at home......!!!.....Spiceless means Bland.....!!!!....the west cudn't resign to its bland fate & hence the Voyages & Colonisation ensues......with trade came all the major powers decimating the existing ones.....the power of Pepper , Clove , Nutmeg & Mace cannot be underestimated...... the respect ....albeit late ....better ....thn never.....!!!!!
.....Rojnamcha...!!! the Indian Ocean Diary having being initiated in 2010 is very close to Heart....journey of an Indian Doctor's service in a remote land...!!!
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