But walking around over the weekend it became apparent that I, much more than my colleague, was being hounded for photographs - and whenever I tried to remove my glasses to look nice for the photo, Indians would politely request I keep them on - weird.
As it happens, I realised during the taking of the below photograph - in which a man thrust his baby in my arms and requested 'photo, photo...Harry Potter' - that I'm India's answer to Harry Potter. I mentioned this was pretty funny to the managers at the India office, and they replied that they'd secretly been calling me Harry Potter since the day I arrived, go figure...
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