An Indian welcomes his American friend and shows him around India. All is well until the American sees rows of men sitting on the railways tracks, defecating. " This is a real shame," the American tells his host, "but you will never see this in America."
Years later the Indian visits America and the American shows him around. The Indian is totally impressed but still hurt by the American remarks about open defecating.
Suddenly, as the car turns past an alley, the Indian sees a glimmer of hope. Deep in the alley is a figure squatting in the familiar posture.
"Stop," says the Indian, " but it seems your people also defecate in the open."
The American is enraged. He stops his car, gets out and dashes into the alley only to return with a smile on his face.
"That " he tells the Indian, "is the visiting Indian Minister of External Affairs."