There's nothing wrong with any of these topics, of course. (If my grandmother read that sentence, she would give me the most stern look in her Indian grandmother arsenal.) These things are all awesome, but there's so much more, and if you're going to date an Indian girl, you need to at least try to be aware of the rest of it.
Point being, while I appreciate the general appreciation for our food and culture and the occasional Ganesh reference on television, we could expand a little more. Tikka masala is just the beginning (though it sure as hell is a good place to start).
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.
The second thing that happened really took me by surprise.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.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.