(Sony agreed to a 15-second disclaimer for India)
So, guess what the sweet white-haired Indian auntie and the middle-aged Nepalese lady in my row on the flight over were talking about? Yep. The Da Vinci Code. Neither had seen it. "I've heard it's boring." "Yes, apparently you have to have read the book to follow along." "And it's upset some people." "Well that's understandable, if it's attacking their religion." I pretended to be asleep. And while waiting for the flight to Baroda on Wednesday, I saw at least three people engrossed in DVC paperbacks in the chaotic waiting room (Delhi airport's domestic terminal is a zoo! It makes an Indian railway station look organized!). And of course, the family wants my "take" on it. "Is it blasphemy?" the brother asks.
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