My guess is that she feels compelled to try and place others below her to make herself feel better about herself or the life that she’s living. Sure, some nations might be techier or more advanced with equal rights for women, human rights or have men that believe that half of the household chores belong to them too .But I don’t understand why two people – no matter where they are from – can’t fall in love.That sort of broke it up and they continued out the door.The incident didn’t ruin more than another 30 seconds of our night and then we went back to having fun – because at the end of the day she’s the one who had a problem, not us. But it is hard for me to understand because I truly – from the bottom of my heart – feel that everyone is equal and no one race or nation or group is superior to another.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.The white women in their 20s and early 30s who I know don’t seem to have any problem.I suppose we all size people up by the look of them – judging a book by its cover so to speak.
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both about him and the general aura of being a woman in love. Do not reproduce any part of this article without the author’s permission.
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!
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.
But it just turns out that I haven’t met the right Indian man for ME yet.