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Feelin’ pretty good about that realisation I’ve gotta say because I do love this country and I sort of thought there was no relationship hope for me if I stayed.
The second thing that happened really took me by surprise.
I am used to being stared at simply in their sweet pink sarees, to little girls who wave as they pass by me, to uni students or power women and, of course, most Indian men who spot me.
Normally it never bothers me at all but this time it did.
Indian men are handsome (I love that dark chocolate coloured skin! and in my experience, complete and absolute gentlemen. I started Angela's Bangalore from my hotel room on the very first day I moved to India in 2011, while struck with jet lag!
It was my very first blog, the country's very 1st luxury travel blog.
My friends were asking, he was asking, his parents were asking, When are you going to tell your parents? I was listening to “Defying Gravity” (that song is just to prep myself for the conversation that I knew had to happen.
It really is the first time in India that I’ve experienced this and it sort of shocked me to be honest.
Passing judgement on people without knowing a thing about them is a terrible pastime.
I suppose we all size people up by the look of them – judging a book by its cover so to speak.
But I don’t understand why two people – no matter where they are from – can’t fall in love.
And why the colour of their skin or where they were born should be any concern to anyone else but themselves.