indranis index ravi uncle had a beetle. not the insect, the car. i must have been seven at the time, ravi uncle was my maternal uncle’s friend, a very trendy man in his early twenties, who dared to wear bright pink khadi guru kurtas back in the sixties, who had this stylish air and yeah, who had this really cute car. those days, you didn’t get “foreign” cars in india, only some people who could afford it, imported them. i…
