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.

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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 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.

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 .

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.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.Passing judgement on people without knowing a thing about them is a terrible pastime.I suppose we all size people up by the look of them – judging a book by its cover so to speak.She was judging us because I wasn’t born in the same country she was without knowing a thing about me.