In the states we all have this idea, everyone who wants to be the next best singer, next best dancer. Those same wants and desires are in India, too.
. . . by and by a change came: I started to muse about the shape of my nose. I put my trivial surroundings aside and mused more and more about myself, and I found this to be a bewitching occupation. I stopped asking and longed instead to speak of my thoughts and feelings. Alas, there was no one besides myself who found me interesting.