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If you are a regular reader of my blog I’m sure you will be happy to learn that in January – after about 18 months – I finally met a SINGLE smart, handsome Indian power guy (ahhhh the best kind!
) who I basically fell head-over-heels coo coo for ‘at first sight’ and we started dating.
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.
All things said and done, even though I have no idea what our future holds, I don’t regret a moment of it and I love the way I feel …
It really is the first time in India that I’ve experienced this and it sort of shocked me to be honest.
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.
well, it was a nice change of pace to be with someone who told me he had no issue with that at all.
All this time I sort of thought that if I were younger, or maybe if I’d never been married, or if I didn’t have my lovely daughter in her last year of high school that maybe I could have a relationship with an Indian man.
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.