Tweety, a two year junior hostel mate, asked me yesterday whether I would be willing to accompany him for a debate to be held in a cultural festival of the Institute of Chemical Technology, Mumbai. Tweety said that his 3 member team had made it into the finals and since one of the members had made a-priori plans of going home, they would be one man short in the final team. It felt nice to accept the offer and relish a feeling that I had still evaded superannuation, that people two years younger were ready to make me a part of their agenda. The third member of the team was Tushar, another junior and mostly regarded as a very competent debater.