It was January 2011. Farooq, our 4 feet 11 inch taxi driver, was Schumachering us madly through the streets of Cairo. “Where from you?” he asked, his head barely visible above the steering wheel.

“India,” we answered tiredly for the 1000th time, expecting the usual response, “Ah Eeendia, Ameetabh Baasshaan, verry famous man.”