India assails you, seizes you by the throat, it’s like a punch in the stomach.
The only thing it does not allow you is to be unmoved.
Who loves India knows it: they do not know exactly why they love it.
It is dirty, poor, infected; sometimes, it is a thief and a liar, often it is evil-smelling and hard.
However, once you have met it you can’t do without it.