India gave us zero and it turned out to be a lot.

When the noses God gave us were lost, India invented more.

All India is the gift of the Himalayas.

A river, a monsoon and a bride are the treasures of India.

A unified India was the great dream of civilization; the partition of India, the proof that we are yet an uncivilized world.

India is sugar and spice — curry, coriander, ginger, garlic, chili pepper, cinnamon, clove, cardamom, cumin, nutmeg — and every spice nice.

Harappa and Mohenjo Daro – the good life has always been defined by good shelter, plenty of food and an indoor bathroom.

Class lines, status markers, the oppression of the poor — all the world trafficks in caste.

Many religions have laid waste to people, but Hinduism has recycled them all.

There are sacred cows, but what is sacred is never cowed.

Siddhartha taught India to love, Ashoka taught them kindness, Chandra Gupta taught them art, the British taught them hatred and Ghandi taught them to love again.

Each family of the earth is its own curry and the recipe resides in their love for each other.

India has gorgeous reds and stunning oranges but its dark skin tones are its most beautiful colors.

India has survived de-Indiafication.

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