Class over, and the elevator free-falls one floor at a time down to the ground, and I step out into the September sun. Opposite the Mandarin Training Center lies the road to Shida Night Market, where I meet Tashi, the man for all seasons. He runs an Indian kitchen, aptly named Namaste Taiwan, selling chickpea and chicken curry, naan, and special mutton or kidney bean curry on Fridays and some weekends. I have heard of Indian scholars who visited the Island or mainland to lea