During my younger days of working with a Non-Formal Education (NFE) project for fishing communities along the now famous East Coast road, we worked in Pudupattinam Kuppam, a small fishing hamlet right near the Indira Gandhi Centre for Atomic Research, (IGCAR) in Kalpakkam. We had a Jesuit Father, a Doctorate in Andragogy as our team leader. After our field visits, Father would lead us to a small tea stall right outside the IGCAR main gate for our evening chai. He’ll order tea for all of us and crispy masala Vadais . (To call it Vada is a crime)With the steaming glasses of hot chai, we’ll bite into the flaky vadai served hot on bits of torn Tamil Newspapers, and discuss the day’s visits. We practically finished our de-brief for the day at the tea stall. Once, we all had our fill, Father will call out to the Tea master and ask for the bill. The tea master Thambi, will smile but will not reply. Nevertheless, Father will tell him, how many glasses of chai and vadais we each ha...