“One of the many curses of our life in India is the lack of atmosphere, in the sense in which artists understand it. There are no noticeable undertones. People act harshly and rudely, and there is nothing to soften them, and nothing to compare them with. They do their job, and in the end they are imbued with the idea that there is nothing but their business, and there is nothing higher than their business, and that they are the very screws on which the entire administration turns...” Translation: E. Kiselev