How The Indian Car Market Is The Bizarro Version Of America's

For the second time on my trip to India, I find myself entering a building and having a chain of flowers draped over my neck as a woman paints a mark on my forehead, and then showers me in flower petals. I never really know what to do in these situations, afraid that as soon as I open my mouth they'll realize the… »2/22/13 12:00pm2/22/13 12:00pm