We all have somehow grabbed a piece to hold onto in this floating world. Now instead of men with ideals and morals like Gandhi and Nehru we have a foreign perversion irrevocably carved into us, marauding us to the west and pleading with us to leave this ingrate culture of the east. No, we are not the ones who are the ingrates. It was said that in the 1970's in post-independent India of student movements, human rights violations and money laundering scandals, you couldn't pick out a clean man even with a telescope the size of a tree. Well, not much has changed since then but still our self image remains more or less intact. It's pathetic.
We were one of the richest countries in the world not so long ago. Well a couple of centuries is not that long really. First came the Afghans, then the Portugese and Dutch and finally the British. You came and repeatedly raped us of everything we had or stood for. Indians and dogs not allowed in the same places as the British. I say give us our damn Kohinoor back which your Queen is hoarding somewhere. It's more important than the integrity you took away from us. Somehow in the middle of this, the Chinese had the time to take the silk route and trade with our merchants and loot the rest of us. But behold, we deserved this, because how many countries did we invade? Not one. That's us in a nutshell. We don't believe anyone is better or worse than us. We don't look down on anyone or look up at anyone. If you have to take advantage of anyone, take advantage of us, we'll stand there smiling.
But is the rest of the East different? It's a well known fact in India not to eat at Chinese restaurants which are not run by the Chinese and ever since Enter The Dragon you don't get in a fight with any of them. They monopolize the Chinese restaurants and Kung Fu psychosis. But one thing we are is ignorant. We still don't know whether Kung Fu came from China, Karate from Japan or badminton from India and we laugh at the North Koreans for being ignorant.
I went to Tokyo last year. I went to find Samurai's, Geisha's and the guys they have in Manga with beautiful hair and flawless skin. To my chagrin I didn't find any, at least none who weren't up for sale. It's amazing that most of the guys I spoke to there had either at one time or another been in adult movies or worked in a slut house. I don't know the polite word for that. I even got told I could get a modeling contract worth two and a half million yen a month. I didn't get very excited considering the guy who told me this was only wearing a thong and serving drinks. But none the less it was an experience not to be scoffed at. In a sense you should feel alone in a city where you don't know what anyone is saying but despite the language barrier I got on fine and it's true, sex doesn't need translation.
Go on, form your opinions, if you haven't already. I might not be a radical but I am uncaring of convention and other's opinions which mostly tend towards describing me as a fantasist, crap boyfriend and a lay about but they don't care as long as I'm laying about in their bed. Damn Hypocrites.
