I just saw this movie ‘OUTSOURCED’ and enjoyed this lame thing purely because it was a free wheely Saturday afternoon. But after the movie, my aching muscles and I realized that
Imagine a firangi coming in and being thrown into Chandani Chowk or some other juicy lane where the overpowering aroma of spices and drool-inviting food can transport you to dreamy food land! The firangi will probably faint. If he doesn’t, he’ll end up marrying the halvai’s daughter within the next month!
They also shoo Holi, an Indian favourite! I can’t imagine a gora comprehending why we paint and colour people and find ecstatic mirth in it. But ask an Indian soul, and they’ll definitely have a mirthful snigger following the work Holi!
So without anymore desi delights as examples, I declare: to enjoy
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