The beauty of Sanskrit, of native languages and aboriginality- torn down by the English sacrilege. They built it up to perfection and you scrapped it off with one single manouvre. But you know what? You can tick tock and Hobson-Jobson all you want-our language remains ours.
We may not understand privacy, or comprehend you when you say things like 'breach of privacy' and 'disrespect for grief' but at least we are not afraid of butting in and running interference. Sometimes that can save a life.
At least we are not nations of binge-drinking, which is not something that alot of Western countries can say. We have our problems, but they're mostly not as sad as consuming too many drinks at the age of 12.
At least we don't stand four feet away from each other when standing in a queue. Sure there's the BO problem but I'd rather feel humane then feel like a leper in a public space.
At least we are not afraid. Because you know what? You, as rich and as clean and as powerful as you are, you live in a nation of constant fear.
And I'd rather be poor, dirty and powerless instead of afraid.
