WHAT was that about forbidden whisky being the sweetest? In Hyde-rabad, where total prohibition is as total as can be, one has to move mountains to wet one’s whistle. Chandrababu Naidu has seen to that. The Hyderabadi, an epicurean down to his boots, has not really gone about disturbing the Naubat Pahad—the hillock that overlooks the Assembly building—but has tried every trick up his sleeve to get his evening peg legally.