The Times of India headline on Sept 16 2010: "Antibiotics in most honey brands: study"
I regret not to have ever smoked. Every time I see an old English or Hindi film, I notice people smoking with so much style that I envy them.
Even an idiot gets a personality smoking.
The other day I was watching C.I.D. (Hindi film, 1956).
When Dev Anand playing police inspector informs his boss K N Singh that he has found a cigarette butt discarded possibly by the murder suspect, Singh- all style- retorts: "In Bombay there live forty lac people and perhaps ten lac of them smoke."
‘You have a lighter — I like that in a man.’
courtesy: Spectator, July 2010
And if I had taken up smoking, I surely wouldn't have cared about surgeon general's warning- "skull and bones" besides a dead body- because, not just honey, but most of the stuff I now consume- air, water, milk, fruits especially mangoes, green vegetables is so polluted anyway. (I know because they taste so different from what they did during my childhood.)
Talk of fresh air: Although my base was Doom Dooma, Assam, I used to travel often between Kolkata and Dibrugarh from 1989-1991. When I went to Kolkata, I often got unwell. On my return to Assam, as my pickup car took a left turn from the airport towards our way to Doom Dooma, just one long deep breath in that air used to cure me of all nagging coughs and colds.
Artists: Brant Parker (1920–2007) and Johnny Hart (1931–2007), Jeff Parker