India is a different story when narrated by its citizens versus its neighbours, an Indian textbook versus a British one, and so on. India as the exotic land of snake charmers was what I expected from my childhood in Indiana in the US. When I moved back to India, I discovered (to my initial disappointment) metropolitan cities, movies and malls. My mother, as a child, maintained as limited a vision of Pakistan as my horse-riding teacher did of India. The first obstruction to this image came when she fell in love with the Pakistani serial Dhoop Kinare.

Source: dna October 23, 2016 02:26 UTC