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After a spell, I stared hard right back, waved to them (though I had considered flipping her the bird, I did decide to take a classier approach to the situation).

That sort of broke it up and they continued out the door.

well, it was a nice change of pace to be with someone who told me he had no issue with that at all.

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.

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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.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.I was sat next to my ‘power guy’ on the same side of the table – instead of across from each other – at the quaint and lovely North-West Indian restaurant Samarkhand, enjoying some wine and their damn tasty lamb chops.

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