We all remember those romantic moments that will stick with us for the rest of our lives. The type of wild and crazy encounters that feel more like the type of thing you fantasize during a long car ride, versus something that actually happened. I wanted to share with you my story. It’s been 8 years but I still think about her every night, a gorgeous and wild Indian woman who still haunts my fantasies. We lost contact 4 years ago, but ever so often I check my old Whatsapp account on the off chance she decided to respond to my last message.
I had moved to India for work. I knew very little about the society or culture, and thought that it would just be something fun and unique to say I did while I was still young. I did not anticipate the heat nor the intense urban poverty of the country, it assaulted my senses and I found myself routinely incapacitated in my hotel room, either from the horrible air pollution or an inability to face the reality of the sheer poverty that existed outside.