In India there’s an order among chaos. Only country where you need to look either side while crossing in a one-way. India is a country where a pizza will reach your house faster than an ambulance. In India, you don’t drive on the left of the road, you drive on what is left on the
In India there’s an order among chaos.
Only country where you need to look either side while crossing in a one-way.
India is a country where a pizza will reach your house faster than an ambulance.
In India, you don’t drive on the left of the road, you drive on what is left on the road.
In India, there are two types of roads: Under Construction and Under Repair.
In India, it’s okay to piss in public, but not kiss.
The funny thing is that in a land of more than a billion people, the topic of sex is still taboo.
In India, two families, and not two people marry.
In India, where there is a will, there are relatives.
A place where you can achieve almost everything by ‘jugaad’.
If someone asks for a dirty cloth to clean something, you are in India.
Is your land in danger of being acquired by the government? Don’t worry, keep calm and build a temple.
Only country where liking a Facebook post gets you arrested, raping doesn’t.
Where rice is Rs. 40 per kg and a SIM card is free.
India develops in the night when the government sleeps.
In India, any time is tea time.
India is not, as people keep calling it, an underdeveloped country, but rather, in the context of its history and cultural heritage, a highly developed one, in an advanced state of decay.
India is always on the list of developing countries.
The most important factor that affects Indian mood swings is cricket.
India is an incredible country where actors are playing cricket, cricketers are playing politics, politicians are watching porn and porn stars are becoming actors.
If there is one place on the face of earth where all dreams of living men have found a home from the very earliest days when man began to dream of existence, it is India.
I like the evening in India, the one magic moment when the sun balances on the rim of the world, and the hush descends, and ten thousand civil servants drift homeward on a river of bicycles, brooding on the Lord Krishna and the cost of living.
If America is a Melting Pot, then to me India is a Thali – a selection of sumptuous dishes in different bowls. Each tastes different, and does not necessarily mix with the next, but they belong together on the same plate, and they complement each other in making the meal a satisfying repast.
Credit Liladhar Bharadia, Nairobi, Kenya
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