honestly...they all look the same

We went to buy sweaters from the Tibetans who live in Shimla.  They are a lovely lot.  Their skirts and shirts of jewel colors coupled with the easy way the women and men relate draw the eye.  I went to Jannat, she needs a sweater.  Abe and Zana in tow.  On our way home as we bumped along in a rickshaw I asked Jannat how she felt they looked.  They are so gentle, so different, almost like some rare beautiful birds perched in the special sweater bazaar for a few weeks and then winging away.  The lovely thing is that as we stare at them they stare at us.  I was curious about Jannat's take.

"They all look the same to us."

They all look the same.  What an honest real reply.  They all look the same.  Ever had that happen to you?  They all look the same?  Of course I don't think you are allowed to say such a thing in our culture and even perhaps here as she quickly added, "Some are beautiful some are not."