London is gorgeous in September, cool and peasant. Only problem is, Shbaz Saab was here too. “Bhaijan”, he said, “we are a team. Like the Wright Brothers, who built the world’s first airplane”. I was silent. “Bhaijan, I’m sure the Wright Brothers were initially the Wrong Brothers, but eventually they were Wright”. I was silent. “Bhaijan, there were also the Marx Brothers, who I think failed many tests but eventually passed and became the Full Marx Brothers”. “Brotheration! I forgot what I had to say”.