The indians are the Italians of Asia. It can be said certainly with equal justice, that the Italians are the Indians of Europe.
I think there is so much Italian in th Indian and so much Indian in the Italians...
they demand a goddess even if the religion doesnot provide one.
Every man in both countries is a singer when he's happy, and every woman is a dancer when she walks to the shop at the corner.
For them food is music inside the body and music is food inside the heart..
The language of Indian and the language of Italy, they make every man a poet, and make something beautiful from every banality.
These are the nations where love makes a cavalier of a Borsalino on a street corner, and makes a princess of a peasant girl.
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