Ramesh (a different one) cuts hair on a pavement in Old Delhi. He has a cracked mirror nailed to a wall, a single chair, and a pair of scissors that look 50 years old. His customer, a lawyer in a three-piece suit, sits down. Cars honk two inches from his elbow. A cow walks by. A child sells balloons.

To the outside eye, India looks loud and chaotic. To the Indian eye, it is a lila (a divine play). The lifestyle story is defined by a unique ability to find silence within noise.

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