When in India… there is a chance you might find Street side henna designers, usually you would miss them on a busy street as they are little hidden.. If you happen to see them and if you are a female or a male who likes henna then don’t miss out on a amazing experience of getting henna done.
I was recently driving through villages along with 3 more women who happend to be my grandmother, mother and my aunt. The places we were going through are very remote and so small that they dint have proper roads. they had old buildings and some are ruined. for me they were very romantic. being born and brought up in cities, some big and some small. always a city. So all these seemed very dreamy and romantic for my very romantic mind. But for grandmother it was her childhood and for my mother and aunt it was their holiday time. When we were in car or after that 3 days of small village exploring my granny could not stop talking about her younger days. About her parents her siblings and her oh so many memories. Mind you i have heard them all. When i was a child myself. When i used go to grandparents, my grandmother in tyhe evening after all her work was done she used to sit with me out in the night under the stars and tell me stories about her life while applying oil to my haior or henna to my hands or feeding me something or just massing my head. i used soak up all the stories and fall aslee along with her on the bed made with wires. after all these years i was listening to these stories and i thought i need to make a note of them so i get to tell storeies to kids later on or else i will totally forget them. wich i dont want to. My granmother one among the 9 kids and 2 in the line is one of the strongest and indipendent women i was lucky enought to meet let alone related to. So i am going make a note of her life. Only the good parts. I dont want her life to be gone in the wind. I am going put up pics and write what ever i vcan and what ever she can tell me or remember. She is around 80 . obsessed with telivision, amazing cook, especially the traditional telugu food, a loyal sister, papmperd daughter. A mother who still keep her kids under her thumb and grandmother who still pampers her grandkids inspite that they are grown. She is partial to male species. she has 4 kids. One Son followed by 3 daughtes. the 3rd child who is my mother. So obviosly she partial to her Son and 2 grandsons who are my brothers. This srory is hers. It does not matter even if no one reads it. This is about her a woman who did not what electricity was to a woman who uses a smart phone. a woman who loves travelling, perfumes, food. A woman who is so stong that she refuses to cry. Who is scared of dark but still lives alone. A woman insipte of many backlashes still manages to stand tall and strong. A woman who everyone loves but never cross that line she draws. Hope i can do justice to her stories and to her in some way.
I think I am. Too much of romance books, sweet romance shit and imagination and a romanic ex-boyfriend and now an amazing vibrator which gives me two to three orgasms . I don’t have anyone to kiss. Where am I going to get a guy who is going to kiss me crazy let alone give me orgasms. I think I ruined myself for regular sex with a man. DAMN. I still want to feel the stubble or a couple beard on my cheeks. Strong arms around me. Its such an amazing feel. But is it worth all the trouble??
If you read my previous post you will know what i am talking about. I asked the same question to a person who is really close to me. This is how the conversation went..
He says ” If given some time in-between sex we(men) can muster up the same kind of eagerness for sex any given day.”
I asked him.. ” If you think of sex with every woman your attracted to, So what the point in being in love and how can you actually fall in love?
Him: He shrugs and says “There is no connection between love and sex, You can like somebody to death and still be attracted to someone else. We are just made like that”
Me: What the point in loving then?
Him: I love dogs but does that not mean I will have sex with them! In the same way I love a woman and i want to have sex with her because I love her. I want to spend time with her. But a hot girl is there i still think about sex. That does not mean I want to marry her or want to spend time with her.
Me: Then can I assume that all Men are assholes and they will cheat no matter what?
Him: Its assured that we are assholes and sure you can assume but not all of us cheat. We want to if they are attractive but thats not necessarily mean we are going to go after it. Thats what fantasies are for. We find someone who we really like and want spend time with and they are not nagging bitches the we surely won’t want to stray. He even added “if girls can be less nagging and with be good with holding a conversation and little stuff like that we quite become their lapdogs. If only women realise that.
Me: So when your life dream is Sex.. why are most of the women I know are not happy with their sex life?
Him: Well lot of players are there in a game. They love the game and they all play.. Then why are some better than others??
NOTE: India is not as cheap as you think. If you have money we have awesome stuff. You dont want to spend and complain that your not getting good stuff/stay??Doesnt work like that here. We Indians or most of us think that forigners are exotic. Personally I like everyone I mean apart from many I dont i.e. I meet lot people when am travelling and i have some good friens who are of different skin tones. What i hear from “most” of them is how bad India is or how sick and tired of India they are. Or how Indians try to sell them stuff or gawk at them or try to talk or pesture them with pics or how dirty India is or how desparate we are.
Maybe its all true. It is true I suppose. Because they do that to us too. Like gawking if we dont wear appropriate cloths or behave weriedly if we travelling alone or try to sell stuff(thats what sales men do). Lets say if i go to France or Italy with a saree am pretty sure people will gawk at me. Like in a very traditional genral indian attire. When we(Indian’s) are so eager to adapt or to try to blend in western culture why not a person who is from another country try to blend in? You land in India and see how most of us dress or behave and why not try to blend in??
You know not all of our guys are rapists!! We have some amazing guys. I agree most of them just look for a quick fuck but then which guy does not?? They try but dont judge the country with that.
I dont know what one expects when coming to India. But we are not that. We want to be western but cant seem to run away from our culture. There is 100’s of years of culture which is difficult to get away or for that matter stay with too. I personally dont want that to go away. You guys are different why not just enjoy the difference. We have both sides. Developed and very under develpoed side too.
We are colourful bunch, I might not like many stuff and there are some very very moronic stuff that happens here just like everywhere else and maybe more than some countries and less than some countries. If you prepare to judge anyways and decide to hate, why come?? Accept that we are different than you guys and then just enjoy the culture difference and ofcourse be batshit careful. Dont travel alone in the night especialy female population. Mind it I am an Indian woman and I travel alone and I am batshit Careful.