We are Indians!

A realization!
It so happened that, along with my friends, I was wandering the streets of Friedrichshafen in Germany looking for a particular shop. For hours we were going through all the lanes and streets and looking left and right hoping to get a sight of the place of our interest. We kept moving headlessly in whatever direction pleased us, leading us to nowhere...

The only thing that was going away from us was the time and the hope of finding the shop. Soon calls to other friends to ask for the exact location and then one more round of blind merry-go-round through the lanes and by-lanes leading us still to nowhere...

We were walking on one such lane in persuit of the "devine" shop when we heard a voice from behind, "Aap log India se ho?", [Are you from India?]. We all turned to look onto a finely dressed lady standing on the pavement and a young boy standing at the entrance of a shop just a few steps behind. We all replied will smiling faces telling her that we are from India and came to know that she too was from India. We had a little gossip and she asked what we were looking for. We told her about the shop. She also told us that her son could have taken us in their car if only we were not so many in number. Really, Indians are very helpful.After about 10 minutes we thanked her and left trying to guess from which part of India she was.

How strange it is that we "Indians" are "Indians" only when we are out of India...