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Professor SJW posted:what is happening in india that produces these men? A culture where boys and girls are usually not supposed to be friends or talk (outside of a classroom) and dating and "love marriages" are still shockingly new (outside of some areas of certain cities or in movies). Even though younger people want to have a relationship or even get a kiss, it's very, very difficult. Every older woman in the neighborhood knows each other and gossip will affect everyone. They gossip so drat much about everyone else, for any reason. I told my friends about a riced up car I saw in the area and they immediately knew who he was, how he got the money for that car, where he worked, and how "low class" he was, without ever actually meeting the guy. They heard about him from like 90 other people in a chain of whispers. Try dating a girl when that kind of poo poo happens. Hotels won't rent to unmarried couples, and even some areas married couples need to show marriage license, or have a child or relative with them to prove they are not being illicit. Many hotels also won't rent to single women because it's an easy trick for a single guy to also rent a room a few hours later and then the couple can meet. Sure, you could bribe someone, but most young people don't have that kind of cash. Basically, unmarried couples have nowhere to gently caress, so they don't gently caress unless one of their friends is willing to let them use their house for it. This doesn't apply to non-Indian couples though, nobody cares about them or what they do as long as it's not in everyone else's business. Imagine being a 25/30-year-old man and you never had a chance to get past hand holding, which might even be too serious for some couples. You have had zero interaction with women outside of your family. Because it's futile to ever ask a girl on a date (if you lived outside of those areas in large cities where it's possible), you just sit around jerking it all day to foreign porn. The lovely movies in your country tell you how awesome love and marriage is, but they leave out the part where the guy who lived at home until 28 suddenly gets married and talks to a woman for the first time in his life and sees them as some sort of wildly different species that are made for sex and food. You watched a lot of foreign porn and seen how down to gently caress all those other ethnicities are, and the Hollywood movies and TV shows seem to back up the idea of casual sex, so you just assume all the women outside your country are willing to gently caress anyone and all the time as much your horny virgin self is. Some guys are beyond frustrated, other's just settle into a zone of indifference. And many other factors. The weird anti-sex and couples thing supposedly is a recent happening (in the past few hundred years), as India was not always so drat spergy about boys and girls. Some blame the Muslims, others blame this or that, but LOL at all of it right now. Sure, it's possible to go major cities and see young people or college kids together in public, but that's just because it's a secret thing and their families are 400km away and can't get on their case about "ruining" their lives. It would never fly back in their hometowns. My best friend in India is 28 year old dude virgin with an older also-virgin brother. All their friends are virgins. There was one guy was like a superstar blowing minds by banging like 4 women during his 6 years at university. Other dudes couldn't even fathom how he was able to pull it off. Meanwhile, there's a beach in Mumbai where people make out under blankets because there's nowhere else to go:  Strangely, one of the very popular things (at least before), was horrendous erotica written by horny dudes for horny dudes to read on their phones. They usually featured stories about sexy/fat huge-boobed bhabhis (aunties), since it would never raise suspicion why she was coming into the house. I think much of it was incestual. It would read very much like this, but with a very Indian flare and random local words thrown in: 
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Having stayed a bit in Guju land (Gujarat), I will honestly say that the girls there look way better than girls from the other states I've lived or visited, and many do have huge boobs. A Guju bhabhi would be primey n ekselint fak. I know this is a joke, but an Indian (man or woman) that can't make rotis is a disgrace.
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qkkl posted:I think the bad spelling is a cultural thing where Indians pretend to be stupid so no one sees them as a threat. This is a holdover from the British occupation where they violently suppressed anyone who tried to stand up against them. It's also why Indians tend to neither nod or shake their heads when asked a question by a higher-class foreigner but rather bob their head from side-to-side so it's not perceived that they said a definitive yes or no.  tough stains posted:This doesn't answer your question but a few years back when I lived in India I once wandered into a classy hotel pub in Bangalore on a Wednesday - ladies' night. I was immediately accosted by an attractive sophisticated woman (note: I am neither) who explained that she was divorced and had a good job in the financial sector and a 12 year old son but they never saw the father and here's my phone number. I burbled at her that I'd forgotten it was a Wednesday and I wasn't in the market. They were all middle to upper economic class, independent, and divorced/single mothers and pretty much it was their only way to meet guys. There was no way they were going to be able to marry/remarry using the traditional methods of family contacts. I used to work with an (white) Aussie that met a mid-thirties divorced single mom and it took like two days for him to be balls deep in her in her own house (Saar, my name is Balzdip). When he said it was too fast to discuss marriage, she went to the police and said he was harassing/raping her or something, and he lost his job and had to fly out back to Australia the next week. She stalked him on Facebook forever and kept begging him to marry her, despite screwing up his life at that point. I remember I was walking with some friends and one pointed out a hotel and told me not to go there. I asked why, even though I don't need a hotel since I own a studio, and he said it's a whore house. He then pointed out many buildings along the way and asked if I could even tell if it was hooker central. I said no, and he said "This is one of the most popular whore areas for 100km. People come long distances for this. The main rule is that it should not be noticed by the public so it doesn't disturb the residents." I blew my mind, because I'd been there for about 7 months already and never got the slightest feeling like things were out of place in that area (near the shopping district). I'd walked or ridden a bike through there at least twice a week. When we think of "red light" district, a certain image often comes to mind, but this was some next-level low-key standard. There was a documentary on Netflix some years ago about hookers in a few different countries, and one of them was Bangladesh. I suggest people to try watch it, because you can see how poor people end up working there as maids and hookers.
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Murray Mantoinette posted:Despite all this the craziest part is that Haier seems to like India more than China Shopping in India owns, Indian food owns, being surrounded by wildlife even in cities owns, and watching people take dumps in public places kinda owns. EDIT: I met a guy that liked hiding and watching women take shits in the public bathrooms without roofs. He would hide on the roof of another building and watch them poo poo. He said it was sexy, and liked their butts. He was completely shameless in saying this. He was also about age 45 when he said it. tough stains posted:Can't speak for Haier but I find India grubby and infuriating, but more ... I don't know ... vibrant than China, which has been just across the border for the past 7 years and I have to be pressured to go there for work. Making Indian friends has opened up the entire country for me in ways I never imagined, and the hospitality of the locals is unparalleled once you find your fit and make connections. I like it enough to own a studio there, and am thinking about buying a bigger place later. The cool thing about it is how every state has their own dialect and culture, religious practices or choice gods, traditions, and traditional dress. You can go to some states and find that the common-culture there is just poo poo (looking at you Bengalis, though that doesn't apply to northern West Bengal because they are a different people), and every major city will have it's own style that differs by influence of the local things. Indians all have their own stereotypes about each other based on which state or city they live in, but they're like half-stereotypes because you see sometimes it really just is the way they say it is. When I was in Gujarat, I was thinking "Wait, they are queuing up in lines, not honking their horns all the time, they're saying please, I'm not getting price-gouged for my skin, and NOBODY IS STARING AT ME!!??" and I realized I was still in India and it blew my mind. Modi got elected as PM because of what he did to raise Gujarat up beyond the other states in India, and IMO it's the best state in India right now as far as non-frustrating living standards and people. Getting marriage proposals for cuties on behalf of their father's with dollar-signs in their eyes will never get old. If a man doesn't like his woman to have a flabby stomach, no matter how rail-thin she might be, then Indian women are not the choice to make. Haier fucked around with this message at 16:50 on Mar 13, 2017 |
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Prokhor Zakharov posted:Facuk u http://i.imgur.com/DvhAliO.gifv
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My Bhabhi Hi my name is Shashi, and I am from Surat. I want to narrate you a true story which occurred 3 months ago. I am 24 yrs unmarried staying with my parents, elder brother and my bhabhi. My elder brother who is 33 yrs old got married to a 28 yrs old girl from Ahmadabad 1 yrs back. My elder brother is working as a Marketing Manager and has to travel a lot in Gujarat state. My Bhabhi is a housewife, and I am working in a pvt firm as a coordinator. My parents are above 65 yrs of age. My bhabhi is very beautiful, and has a sexy and attractive figure. Three months back, my brother had gone for a 20 days trip for some official purpose. Then one day our maid servant didn’t come, so my bhabhi had to do sweeping and swapping. While doing that she had lifted her saree and petticoat just above her thighs, so that she could comfortably do work. Also her palloo was crossed in such a way that I could clearly get a view of her boobs. She had worn a transparent blouse, and her bra was clearly visible. When I saw her sexy thighs I got so excited that I went into the bathroom and masturbated. After that I was always in a chance to get glimpse of her thundering thighs. One night my parents, myself and my bhabhi, we all decided to sleep on the terrace, as it was feeling very hot in the room. At about 1 am when everybody was in deep sleep, I got up. I saw that my bhahis nighty had got lifted till her knees only. My heart started beating faster to see her in underwear. I slowly and courageously with my fingers lifted my bhabhis nighty along with her petticoat up to her thighs. She didn’t wake up, my heart was beating faster and faster to see that my parents are also in deep sleep. Then slowly I lifted the nighty more up and I got a clear view of her white panty. My penis was rock tight to see my bhabhi in underwear. I slowly started kissing her on thighs and on her underwear which she had worn. Then slowly I kept my hand on her boobs, and started pressing very gently. By this time, she kept hand on my hand, I was afraid that now god knows what will happen, will she slap me ?. But to my surprise she did not move her hand. This gave me more courage and I slowly turned her towards me. I inserted my right hand in her nighty up to her underwear and started rubbing her hips. Our legs had got tightly crossed with each other, breathing increased, heartbeats increased. I unhooked her nighty from above, and also the bra. Her boobs were fully exposed towards me. We were also taking care to see that my parents are not awake, they were in deep sleep. I took her nipples in my mouth and started sucking one after another. I smooched her for several minutes and also on her neck and boobs, slowly I moved down and started kissing on her thighs vigorously, there was no difference in kissing and biting. I slowly removed her underwear completely, with her nighty still lifted up. I lied on her, unzipped my pajama and removed by penis, and I was ready for intercourse. But she stopped me, whispering in my hear that my parents could be awake and catch us red-handed, so it is better not to do intercourse. So then, I turned her and made her lie on her stomach, with my self on her from behind. I rubbed by penis vigorously on her bums for 5-7 minutes and throwed my sperms on her underwear. We both slept quietly after that. After this incident I was desperate to have intercourse with her. Luckily I got a chance in the same week. My parents had gone to a satsang in the evening.. I came from my office at 5.30 pm and delighted to see my bhabhi alone in the house. She had worn light blue color saree and was looking very sexy. Since I came from office, I went into the bathroom and had a wash, and came out in the drawing room. My bhabhi brought tea for me, but while giving tea, her palloo fell and slide down and her blouse was exposed. I just couldn’t control myself, I kept the cup aside and quickly grabbed her with both my hands and started smooching her and kissing her on her neck face and on her boobs. She started saying please leave! Please leave me! I don’t want this. I said that that day on the terrace you were willing and you cooperated me, now what happened. She said, just forget that incidence, now I don’t want, it’s a sin, and I am married. But now it was impossible for me to control. I lifted her up and took her into the bedroom and just throwed her on the bed, and I completely lied on her. She tried to push me behind, but I holded both her hands and started kissing her very badly on her face, lips and neck. She attempted very hard to free her self but all in vain. I quickly and suddenly lifted her saree along with her ghagra above her panty and started rubbing my penis. She started slapping me but still I managed to unhook her blouse and bra. She said please Shashi don’t do this, please, please; I said bhahi please just one time, please only once I want to gently caress you, then I will never disturb you but let me gently caress you today, please. She again started pushing me, but when I started sucking her nipples continuously she lost her control. I got chance to remove my clothes and became naked. Than I pulled all her clothes one by one, slept on her, I whispered in her ear, don’t worry bhabhi nothing will happen, I will never touch you henceforth. Then slowly I inserted by penis in her vagina. She closed her eyes, I started giving stroke harder and harder for about 7 minutes. After about 7 minutes of intercourse, when I was just about to ejaculate I removed my penis from her vagina. My bhabhi was very happy to see that I didn’t ejaculate inside her vagina. Now she was safe, not becoming pregnant. Three months have passed, everything is going very normal, and we are behaving as if nothing has happened. 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a hole-y ghost posted:What?? I don't understand. Who is his bhabhi?? 
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NSFW..????? https://youtube.com/watch?v=F253lKOxScE This garam and sweatee bhabhi is playing all hands of poker alone, when suddenly nephew-ji come inzpekdeng in to ask why she's doing such thing. 6.3 million views. 5m40s is the best part.
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https://www.facebook.com/groups/1130572523643265/ "Foreign men Asian women seriously looking for love" All Indian men.
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http://sexyenglishstories.blogspot.hk/2014/12/my-moms-and-fathers-property-dealings.htmlquote:He moved his face in her thighs and started licking her choot ras which was overflowing from her love hole. quote:Then he looked in his wrist watch as it was 06:30 PM so he asked her to wrap her lying clothes around her naked body and took her in his arms towards the bedroom but he wasn’t knowing the bedroom so took her to my bedroom and dropped her on the bed and pulled her saree and all other clothes down to the ground and brought his face down to her choot to again lick her. quote:Went inside the entry and removed his dhoti And wore Mom’s panties to his waist, I could see his balls hanging out of the narrow panties. Tl;Dr: A daughter watches her mom get hosed by someone else, and she really loves to watch!
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https://www.literotica.com/s/sister-and-bhabhi-at-a-time-ch-01quote:I have used some of the colloquial words in Hindi to maintain the flavor of the atmosphere. I hope non-Indian readers will pardon me. They are: KomodoWagon posted:Y'know, if I was trying to make an Indian food/semen euphemism, I'd have gone with raita over lassi, but o well I realize that the bhabhi erotica is written in a way that makes a ton of sense from the perspective of someone who has watched a lot of porn, but has never actually had sex or tried any of this stuff IRL.
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Prokhor Zakharov posted:WHO IS THE REASON BEHIND ALL THE BONERS
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Hot Bhabi: Like a White Russian but with coconut cream instead of cream. Add some salt for the taste of the sweaty areas under her voluptuous bobs. Add some black pepper for the kick of her delightful chut ras after standing in a hot kitchen.
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https://www.literotica.com/s/shivani-the-hot-bhabhiquote:Bhaiya is an intelligence officer, and he usually worked on the night shift. I went to Shivani bhabhi and she told me not to ask other guys about this, and that she would explain all this to me because she is experienced and a lady. She added that others would confuse me or give me wrong information. She explained about periods and sex, in a simple manner. She told me that men have penises and women have vaginas. She told me that when a man and a woman get sexually excited, he inserts his penis into her vagina. She told me about sperm, eggs, ovaries etc. She was emotional when she says nothing gives a greater joy to a married woman than than knowing that she is pregnant. The session was more like an education, even though I was a Ph.D in sex, through blue films and other sex novels. quote:Later that evening, when I went to drop off my friends, my close friend Nisha told me, "wow, yaar your bhabhi is really gorgeous and sexy. Even after pregnancy she retained such a figure, she gave us a complex. The guys were checking her out." quote:As I entered the toilet, there was the odour of my bhabhi lingering. I was feeling aroused because Shivani, my bhabhi had just been here. The toilet was abounding with her private smell and it almost smelled erotic not dirty. I finished my activity. My erection was still there, I thought about how my friends ogled her, the previous afternoon. I replayed the entire scene in my mind fantasized her getting stripped of her saree, being nude, and getting sucked by my horny friends. I masturbated, and began to pump warm semen out as it sprayed in my palm and leg. As I was climaxing, I almost cried out. I heard my bhabhi's voice, "What happened Sunny?" *Group rape fantasy* *Sprays* quote:She told me, "Drink lots of water, I drink the first thing after getting up, and so I don't have problems with pressure. I get the urge to go the toilet immediately after drinking water and a little lime juice and I don't have to do force it out (zor lagake haiya like you). I just go in and things happen immediately. Now go eat your breakfast," she was teasing me and I loved her talk. quote:She looked at me and said, "Stop flirting with your bhabhi, you sick boy" and giggled. Suddenly my bhabhi farted; there was a slight burst of air type of sound like pusssssss and the smell lingered in the room. We both came to know of it and I looked at her accusingly. She was very embarrassed and blushing. I said, "Now who is sick, chee, bhabhi, not in front of your devar." quote:She smiled and said," Okay let's change the topic. I am reminded me of a joke." She told me some toilet jokes. I never thought my bhabhi would come with such interesting ones. She was also lecturing me about farts; she told me there are two types of farts puskis and purkus. She told me, "The one I left accidentally right now was a puski, the silent deadly one." quote:The neighbor said, "My hubby's cock is big, and initially, it hurts me. He has hosed my rear end many times. Tell your husband to stimulate your clitoris or kiss you, so that you are very much aroused. There is lot of pleasure plus it feels good to feel the cock tight in your butt. Initially there will be some pain, but the pleasure is great if your husband does it nicely. Look at it reasonably, when we can poo poo big logs out of our assholes, then we can also take a cock in. Also, the rear end in a top hat can expand if it wants to. You should watch blue films, you will get the idea." quote:I was standing there - shocked! Her stomach was really smooth, silky and flat with a little paunch around her belly button. Her small mound had a big deep navel, and looked so sexy. It almost looks like a second vagina. quote:"You can pee in my mouth baby" I said. quote:I entered in and saw my lovely bhabhi on the western style commode sitting and making GBS threads. The room was filled with the intoxicating aroma of the rich smell of her turds. The smell was not offensive, yes it was stinky but it was more of wicked and funny than disgusting. For me it was erotic because it was my ravishing Shivani. quote:She said, "Oh poo poo! Let me flush" I laughed and told her, "Don't bother, watch me". I was amazed at the quantity and quality of her no.2 even her turds looked shiny, beautiful, orangish brown in color. One of the pieces looked 12 inches long and coiled. I could not imagine such gorgeous huge ones emerged out of her rear end in a top hat. I opened my shorts to one side and began to pee on her shitload. My stream was aimed at her turds; Shivani looked at my peeing cock with curiosity. The force of my pee water bathed her turds and one of them got flushed down.
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Is Tin Deck still the place where goons put audio for free?
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Disco Godfather posted:Typical incels
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shovelbum posted:was india always this weird and repressed? No. Just taking one main book, the Mahabharata, it practically has sex on every page (and rape, or designated semen-handlers, or scheduled bangs), or at least every other page until the battle. In that book, and others, it's normal to see mentions of prostitutes, palace girls, village bikes, and the men that chase them. In some books there are stories about prostitutes schooling horny men on philosophy and being risen to saintly status (the women). Many years ago, I read an Indian-produced 700-page abridged version in size-9 font of it that gave a very plain translation without all the flowery literary attempts that other translators tried, and it became one of my favorite books ever. Sex, procreation, and lineage was a huge part of it, as originally one of the Hindu duties to the ancestors was continuing your line. It was imperative for a male to do this if he wanted to better his karma for later liberation. Once he had a kid, especially a male, he was absolved of this burden/duty and could relax about his position for future births, or retire and go seek his own liberation once he was old enough. The Mahabharat was the amalgamation of practically every rule and philosophical point of several sects, and was considered the perfect and only book for the commoner as it included the Bhagavad Gita as part of it (and many say the whole point of the book was for that discourse alone). There were different descriptions of hell and heaven, and everybody was loving. Even in hell people are loving in some sense. In the lower-planet system (three material worlds: upper (heavenly), middle (here), and lower (super-material)), it's a non-stop fuckfest that is so powerful that the souls that take birth there can never leave because they are too busy loving. India's past and present is full of sects and philosophies, and they all fed off each other at some point. Some advocated sex only for procreation, while some saw it as the only thing that could liberate one if they did it properly (such as most of the tantric traditions). It's extremely complicated, but at some point sex became a very private, very shameful thing, despite it being in your face in the texts, stories, and on the temples themselves. The gods were all loving like mad, but the humans were making a big deal out of it. The most common worshiped form of Shiva is his erect penis with a vagina around it, and the faithful pour milk on it. There are countless depictions of this god or that god banging, and there's a whole class of heavenly babes that were expert at singing, dancing, and banging (apsaras). In the Mahabharat, Arjuna accepted one has his sex guru and he learned how gently caress like nobody else could, and he became very popular for his dick prowess. Imagine meeting a princess and telling her you have heavenly gently caress skills, brought down to Earth by your potent dick. Oh yeah, your dad is totally the King of Heaven, so you better believe this dick is legit. I mean, there are something like 7 types of marriage ceremonies in Hinduism, and one of them, the Gandharva Rite,was basically "you gently caress, you're married." I believe there was another where you could snatch up and rape her and that would be marriage, too. It's been a while. People were meant to marry and stay married, and it was better to gently caress like animals in marriage than gently caress outside of your marriage. There are stories in the Mahabharata where people got married and spent one or ten years loving in gardens. They hosed so much that the advisors had to come break it up and ask the king to actually rule again and stop loving, or at least make a son that would rule in his place if he wanted to continue loving so drat much. Kings married multiple women to insure a heir, and they would all gently caress together and the women would be lovers just as much as he would be with them. I knew a guy IRL in India that tried to marry two women and they ended up becoming lesbians and ran away and left him with the kid. Although, if you think about it in the context of this thread, of course really horny guys would write really horny stories... so.. Women were central to the household in real life and religiously. The men worked the fields or took the cattle out for grazing, and the women did the processing of the grain, milk, and other foods, as well as cooked and made patty for fuel. They did the pujas while the man was out. Karmic and religious duty revolved around the woman's presence and skill in the home, and it was her way of furthering her own liberation. If the husband could do his duty properly, and he did her, if he went somewhere between births (or escaped the cycle completely, she would follow with him. Marriage mean 7 births together, so they had to do poo poo properly. Even until a hundred or so years ago, meeting a bandit or thief on the path usually meant death, rather than just getting robbed. It was dangerous for most people, and it's one of the reasons that kings that held strong rule were celebrated. Women and young kids and younger boys stayed home and held it down. They protected the virtue of the youth and made everything possible in the home, because the men were out in the fields dying from snake bites or bandits. The marriage system with arranged marriages was also necessary because people could literally be dead a week from that day, and who would make sure Venkatesh got married later because he has no contacts now? Village life revolved around this. The philosophies of Hinduism all espouse immediate action to understanding, since there's a good chance you're probably going to die much sooner than you think you are. In the North, when Islam came in, the melting-pot of mixing sects and ideas was disrupted. Now these new guys were killing and saying they were right, you're wrong, I am a hero for killing you for believing differently. Many Hindus became martyrs instead of converting, and those that lived had the often extreme tax on them for not being Muslim. Hindus that refused to convert doubled-down on their believes, and many adopted a hardline approach as far as rules and etiquette when faced with such a thing that wanted to wipe them out. Life was often divided into an "us versus them" by the Muslims and Hindus (both living certain ways already, being disgusted by the other). There were rumors that if you shared a drinking well with Muslim, or were even touched by a Muslim that you would become one. That would be scary as gently caress, and people segregated willingly. Islam already had its own rules on women, and the various Hindu sects had theirs, and now there was further segregation. What if your daughter went out to get flowers and a Muslim touched her with the purpose of taking her as his wife? Holy poo poo. Lock up your daughters. The caste system already had separate rules for each caste and what was allowable by them, things being divided further by jati and other factors. It was a clusterfuck, and pretty much anywhere you would go you would be treated to a different set of rules and customs. This doesn't even take into account the religious rules, and priests or monks or babajis or anything else (who often banged widows, LMAO). It just goes on and on, one million reasons and connections. You could write books and books about who and what influenced this and that in the past, but it would be much easier to just write a modern-themed essay about how, since Independence, India has been spastic with the pent-up dudes. The British, Muslims, and other outside influence played a role in all of this. The modern times are different, with a Hindu resurgence from people who probably never read whichever books and philosophy they chose to cling to (while the media there denounce Hinduism the same way a white SJW denounces being white). Whore houses are still normal in every city, even though most people don't notice them. People want to be open, but it's not easy at all. I think time will really change everything, but it's going to be much slower pace than other places. I need to stop typing already. Cursed Lumberjack posted:At lot of people try to explain away rigid class/caste systems as coming from outside influences but really, humans are just assholes and will create arbitrary distinctions no matter what, no matter where. Othering just feels good, even in cultures/religions where it is explicitly recognized as a bad thing Also, in the past couple decades, the idea of the "Aryan invasion" being the reason for the caste system and the Vedas, etc., has been abandoned due to lack of evidence and the discovery of many ancient sites around the country. Even in my history textbooks in university years ago gave a blurb on it and how it's just not standard thought anymore and is strictly in theory now as more archaeological work is done. If anyone wants to blame the caste system, it's easier just to point it back at Indians themselves.
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AreWeDrunkYet posted:Hungry after looking at those juicy boobies.. feel like crush them and suck all their juices
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For a little more understanding: A few years back I was living in Gujarat. Where I was in India, despite being a city of millions, the only time I saw guys in shorts was on the football teams, or guys playing street cricket after 10pm on the hot nights. Sometimes you'd see a lungi here or there, but it was rare in the day to see any men wearing shorts unless it was school boys, or strictly with sports (and even then, most guys wore pants). The gym I went to was co-ed, so it had a sweatpants-only policy, no shorts allowed (and personal trainers there that made every effort to touch my penis through my sweatpants). Everywhere was all pants, all the time, even when 40-50C degrees outside. Women were always covered up in the sun, and when riding bikes or scooters they wore a colored cloth to keep the dust, pollution, and sun off their faces, necks, and hair. Anyway, on men and women the most skin I ever saw was arms or face, aside from the grandpas in their vests (wifebeaters) at night. This became totally normal to me, and I took to wearing pants all the time because I didn't want to freak people out by being foreign and also exposing my legs. I decided to go do some work in China and arrived there at the end of summer. After that time in India, I was literally SHOCKED to see girls wearing booty shorts and tank-tops. I thought everyone was naked. I had completely forgotten how normal less-clothing is during hot months everywhere else, and how little many people choose to wear when they went out. I felt like I was practically looking at softcore porn, and I was half-staring, half-averting my eyes because of it. It was so weird knowing how normal it was, but somehow India had conditioned me to be in pure amazement at bare legs and arms. It took about two weeks for the shock to wear off. Now imagine how crazy that must be if you spent your whole life in that environment and went outside of it? Better yet, what if a tourist showed up to your area wearing clothes like that? Perfect time to take a click with your phone of this amazing thing and squeegee your dick over it later.
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https://www.reddit.com/r/india/comments/61fdej/moral_policing_why_people_in_india_cant_stand_the/quote:Sooo...I'm not for moral policing as such, but I actually called the RSS helpline a few weeks ago because of a thread on randia. I'm not sure if it did any good, but I told them all about reddit, TRP, randia and what have you.
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Prokhor Zakharov posted:I feel like we've skipped over a very odd part of the story Carecat posted:Is every white guy a chad to Indians That rant is funny though, because nobody is using India like a sex paradise, not even the locals. The culture could never allow it. There would be lynchings. All the foreigners are loving foreigners in Goa. I sometimes see white guys with Indian girls (always married), but I have seen more Indian men with white girls as GFs or wives (which were ALWAYS Russian, wanting to escape awful Russia and go somewhere not-Russia). There are white girls that chase Indian men, and there are guys with money that can lavishly spend to keep whatever girl he wants. Some Indian guys as handsome as gently caress, sometimes shockingly so, and I wonder how many of those dudes are still virgins. India has lax laws about visas for foreign marriages, so it to marry an Indian is good deal if someone wanted to stay there rather than bring them back. I have met young guys that were seriously racist to me for whatever reason, some justifying it that I am outside my country so I must be very rich, and they are not so rich, so therefore cheating me or trying to take my money/stuff is just fine because I can go find more from my Scrooge McDuck money vault. There are a lot of poor people that think of tourists and foreigners as Bill Gates IRL and should be harassed out of money. The funny thing is that after a little while there, I spent money as much a local, and scoff at things being 2-5 Rupees higher in some shops than others. I have boycotted many eateries and shops because of price gouging, which might amount to like 6 cents USD for me, but somehow that seems astronomical and an outrage and I can't handle it. I tell my friends and they're like "Yeah, dude, that's why I don't go there too!"
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Borrowed Ladder posted:Hey Pete what are you doing here Christians in the Goa and surrounding states will take on Portuguese and Spanish names, which make it even stranger to people like me. I don't expect an Indian guy to be named Julio Cervantes, but it's common.
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I thought I would try some pick-up lines I have learned from this thread on a girl I added from a dating app. (I am the green bubbles, obviously)
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spathi-wa posted:tube light means slow. ie he looks like a mouthbreather
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Darshan you ok brother? EDIT: Mods, please change my name to "A butthole darshan" TY
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spathi-wa posted:darshan means view or observe. mods please do the needful
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The two-wheeler of a Facebook poster.
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SBJ posted:Btw in india apparently milk comes in plastic bags rather than cartons or bottled sooooo. EDIT: When you get home, you dump the cooking oil in a plastic soda bottle (class 01, for maximum BPA), and then poke a hole in the bottle lid so you can sprinkle oil nicely. Haier fucked around with this message at 11:21 on Apr 4, 2017 |
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spathi-wa posted:Not true, we had bags and bottles till tetrapacks were invented 10 years ago  
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ElGroucho posted:I thought Bollywood was all about sex slavery of gullible actresses
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Escape Addict posted:What's the deal with all the armpit and body odor fetishism? It seems very primal. Do people in India not wear deodorant/antiperspirant? Do stores there not sell it? Is it too expensive for the poor to afford? Or is it a cultural choice to go without? Escape Addict posted:I wonder, are the children not taught to wear it? (Ignorance) Or are they specifically taught not to wear it? (Because it's not macho) LOL. You can buy "body deo" in most markets, which is basically AXE but sometimes with Triclosan in it (which helps, but burns the skin and is a carcinogen). You can buy AXE, too. Mostly it is just scent. The prices range from about 50 cents to a buck or two USD per can. Some supermarkets will sell actual deodorant sticks, all antiperspirant. Those cost a lot more. The average Indian in and out of the city does not make that much money where they are going to continuously throw their earnings on smelling totally pleasant all the time. It's not a matter of ignorance, it is simply a matter of "This is a product that we never knew we needed until foreign companies started advertising here and telling us we smelled bad, or we will get ladies by smelling better." People there, outside of educated Indians that want to be more Western, don't give a poo poo. When a can of deodorant costs the price 3-5 days of meals, what are you going to do? I don't know a good conversion, but if the average price of deodorant in the US/CAN/AUS was $20-30, how many people would just say "gently caress it"? Perfume goes back thousands of years there, but this whole "stop sweating completely and smelling like a human" thing is brand new (and recent all over the world, I might add), and doesn't make any sense when it's often over 90F/32C for part of the year in many places and air conditioning is not as common as you'd like. Sweating and stinking are natural, but some bodies are more prone to it than others. I live in China where they naturally don't get B.O. and they don't use deodorant, but they god drat stink for a variety of other reasons, all the time, every day, and it's offensive as hell to my North American sensibilities. There's also a difference between the lifestyles. Some people have jobs or time where they bathe multiple times a day, and wear fresh clothes at the end of the day. They aren't going to smell that much because they wash the sweat off. People stuck in the 9-6 jobs, wearing the same clothes all day, sweating on the bus or outside, and then hanging out after work are going to smell worse. When it's hot enough, deodorant doesn't work as well as you'd expect. When you sweat so hard that your clothes get those white salt lines on them when they dry.. good luck. Also, when you live there, you honestly don't notice it. You adapt and it's barely a thing. The only times I ever thought "drat, that person loving stinks" was when I was on the train and this guy took his shoes off in the AC car and we were all trapped with that blowing around the room.
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Escape Addict posted:Thank you, Haier. I appreciate your anthropology posts in this thread and the China one as well. I don't drink, so I have no idea. bubblebee posted:I take antiperspirant and deordoant to India when I visit.
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I like my dal like I like my bhabhis... Thicc as fac
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JaucheCharly posted:Post your favourite dal recipe. LOL, just LOL if you don't supplement the daily diet of Chinese food with dal so you don't get flaccid-muscled local body. I cook simple dal about 4-5 days per week because strictly Chinese food lacks everything that a person might require to feel and be healthy. The Fiveheads here are definitely not due to genetics. Here's a photo from my lunch/dinner dal yesterday:  I cook 200gms of split red/pink lentils at a time when I make it, because that's about 50gms of protein. I prefer the pink/red because they are ready to eat in 10-15 minutes if making them bare as possible. Add spices, maybe doufu, whatever. In this photo I added buckwheat noodles chopped up instead of using white rice for khichdi or dal over rice. They get soft and it makes eating and digesting easier than the rice-bloat, plus they have protein of their own and taste like something, unlike rice. A lot of the rice in China makes me feel like I am going to pop after eating. Maybe it's plastic. I didn't want add vegetables to this dal for what was already about 350gms of food by weight, pre-cooked. Using the food calculator it comes out to about 70+gm of protein and high levels of minerals and vitamins Throwing a bunch of vegetables in there (tomato, potato, cabbage cauliflower, eggplant,, carrot, bell peppers, pumpkin, whole onion, white gourd, etc) and let it all boil down for 40 minutes is legit. I don't cook with oil because it's easier to digest. When people come over, then I make a hefty vegetable dal with peanuts and oil and stuff, and dump it over rice and have some spicy side additions. All done with one pot, and under an hour. Dal is easy as heck and probably impossible to ruin. http://nutritiondata.self.com/facts/legumes-and-legume-products/4405/2 One benefit is it looks the same going out as it does going in. Gay Weed Dad posted:Perhaps Haier or one of the other goons who have been to India can confirm/deny: fish and chips and dip posted:My wife wants us to go to India together. I'm not sure it's such a good idea anymore, she's east Asian. Haier fucked around with this message at 12:05 on Apr 7, 2017 |
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Palpek posted:I think it's just all confusing Does that mean he could watch gay porn and be fine with it if he could imagine the gay guys to be women? Two women 69ing their own dicks.
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http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/life-style/relationships/ask-the-expert The Times of India's relationship advice section is p good. http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/life-style/relationships/ask-the-expert/My-boyfriend-forced-himself-on-me/articleshow/48198628.cms quote:Question: A few months ago, I met a guy and we grew close over time. I don't know exactly when it turned into a relationship, but before I knew, he kissed me. We had an argument about it and he immediately apologized. I had mentioned it to him that I didn't intend to get sexually involved until our families knew about the relationship and he obliged too. http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/life-style/relationships/ask-the-expert/My-boyfriend-wants-me-to-baby-him/articleshow/48526213.cms Goon marriage quote:Question: When I started dating my boyfriend (who's 5 years elder to me), my friends told me that we might end up having a generation gap of sorts, but the way things have unfolded; I am facing a whole new problem altogether! The deal is that he was pretty attached to his mother while she was alive, but after her demise he expects me to 'baby him' and look after his needs like a mother would. Now, while I am an extremely caring girlfriend, I am not cut out for mothering a 30-year-old. Please enlighten me about how to set his expectations right because I fear I might end up being just a mother to him! http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/life-style/relationships/ask-the-expert/i-am-committed-but-stare-at-girls/articleshow/57590496.cms quote:Question: I am 22-year-old man and I've been in a relationship since 6 years. I love my girlfriend and am very loyal to her. She is very beautiful, loves me a lot and is a great partner, but nowadays I have developed this strange habit of staring at other girls and end up getting attracted to them even if they are average looking. Why is this happening with me? Is this a normal scenario with all men? I feel very guilty inside and get depressed by thinking about it. I would never want to lose my girlfriend. Please help! - By Anonymous hahahaha EDIT: http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/life-style/relationships/ask-the-expert/Is-my-husband-gay/articleshow/47079755.cms quote:Question: I have never spoken about this issue before, but I suspect that my husband is gay. I have been married for the last 3 years and his guy friends always accompany us on our outings, be it a movie date, a vacation or any other celebration. Not only that, he even goes out to meet them after work for drinks and comes back really late in the night. Initially, I didn't get bothered about the same, but now it is getting too much to handle. I crave for some lone time with him. He barely gets intimate with me. Mostly we get intimate when he has to go out with his friends and it feels like compensation sex. Could he be gay? - Anonymous Haier fucked around with this message at 08:52 on Apr 10, 2017 |
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http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/life-style/relationships/ask-the-expert/My-neighbour-wants-me-to-impregnate-her/articleshow/55959898.cms "Dear Times of India, you will never guess what happened to me..." quote:Question: I am a 25-year-old unmarried man and have been flirting with my neighbour, a 24-year-old women since a few months. Recently, she asked me to have sex with her. Actually, she wants me to impregnate her since her husband is impotent. Now, I am really tempted to accept her request since I am really attracted to her but I am only worried about the consequences and how it'll impact us, her 2 year old marriage and so on. Please guide me about the future course. - By anonymous
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