Tuesday, February 09, 2010

On Gokarna beaches & Indian Men

I got myself a cute beach hut made from palm leaves and with a 'natural' sand floor for less than 3 EUR on Om Beach near Gokarna. The beach is quite nicely shaped like an Om-sign and not as overcrowded as the nearby Kutley beach (which is quite nice nevertheless, especially if you want to show off your Yoga or drumming skills or other weird forms of meditation at sunset on the beach).



What was rather disturbing on Om beach were the hordes of Indian men who came to stare at female tourists in bikinis and shamelessly took photos - they were hard to ignore.

I will never understand the double standard in this country - on the one hand people feel offended if you show your bare shoulders or knees (it is considered a sign of disrespect), on the other hand Indian men seem to barely be able to restrain themselves from tearing the clothes off female tourists.

The story goes that Western women uniformly have the morals of porn actresses, this knowledge is apparently taken from Western blue movies which are highly popular among Indian men. It happened to me more than once that a seemingly good-mannered, cultured Indian guy wanted to turn the conversation into dirty sex talk, and more than once I had to fight off stray hands from strangers and shout at them. It seems that the more restricted the society is, the more perverse its men are.



Anyhow, the next day Clip and Mellie from Berlin arrived and we hiked over to the quieter & more beautiful Paradise beach and spend a nice, relaxing day.

On the way back we even saw dolphins! That evening Susi and Jason also arrived and our group was complete for a few hours until I took off with the night train to Kerala.

2 comments:

Unknown said...

It seems that Indian men just want to believe their wet dreams and give it a try. I also had some encounters like this but in North Africa with the Arabs and Bedouin's. I don't know why so many men wanted to give me a rub but I think they take anything with blue eyes and blond hair (the old camel myth). One story was also very curious - Travelling from Egypt to Sudan in an overnight ferry I had a little chit-chat with an undercover police man. After some interesting discussion he had to shoe me something on his cell phone. It was an old porn movie probably from Germany in the 80's. After having a look he asked me if I liked it and further if I would make out with him. I fully agree that in repressive cultures there is a lot of strange things going on under the surface.

puneet said...

Hi, I am an Indian man and surprised at this shameless behavior of my fellow country men. When I was out at beach with my Indian girlfriend as well, people were clicking pictures. I caught a guy and took his camera and throw it off in sea, he tried to fight and I called police. So he disappeared within seconds. I wish you get to meet some good Indian guys as well. Wish you safe travels. Cheers.