I tried contacting him once, back when I was just a cub reporter. The buzz was that Room No.1 at Ernakulam’s BTH Hotel was booked for him whenever he was in town. On a whim, I dialed the reception, asked to be connected to the room and braced for the inevitable. A deep baritone answered, and I spelled out my credentials, fumbling for courage. Could we meet for an interview?
