The taxi driver to the airport from Shanghai to Pudong airport that day was a smiling friendly chap. He desperately wanted to chat, but we have no common language. We practise getting each other's names correct and then the conversation dies.
He suddenly remembers. "Hindu?"
And then he beams at me in the rear view mirror and sings the first line of this song......
59 years, and still going strong.
Shree 420: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shree_420