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 …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.I noticed her stop so I looked up, and she turned to her daughter and said something along the lines of “ohhh, look at him trying out a gori’ loud enough for us to hear across the room.Then she proceeded to point, bring in what looked like her sister into the gossip-fest … She stared with a look of disgust at me and continued to gossip to each family member as they filed by, pointing and judging us. I had a pashmina around me, no skin was showing except from around the collar bone up to my neck and I looked ‘nice’ and moderately conservative so it wasn’t my attire.MINORITY WOMEN who are with a white guy; Do you ever worry that a white girl will steal him away?
And why the colour of their skin or where they were born should be any concern to anyone else but themselves.
He felt the same way and for a few weeks we dated, spending every possible moment together getting to know each other.
In the end, I don’t know what will happen with us and if we have a future because we live very far away from each other – but two interesting things happened while dating an Indian man for the second time since moving to Bangalore that have really made me stop and think … First, it was great to realise that not all Indian men are afraid to be with a white, divorced women for fear of what their parents will say.
But taking it any further like that woman did is just awful.
That side of dating an Indian man is something I won’t relish experiencing ever again and I’m fairly certain that it would be a rather frequent reality.