India

We have talked astronomy, I have not talked religion, I have talked about politics and I have talked about many other things.  I do not believe I have talked about India.  

I was deeply infatuated with a very pretty woman in high school, so much that I followed her to university.  Which is to say I followed her to the same city and went to a different university.  I did not know that I had Asperger's at that time, but it should have been clear that I was obsessed with her.  She was South Asian, from the city of Chennai, otherwise known as Madras, which made her Tamil and very very pretty.  I dreamed about her for years but never did anything about it, because I was too shy and more than a little afraid of rejection.  It took me about seven years to really get over her after she left my life, and since she is the one that I stalked last month on Facebook, can it be really said that I am over her?  

But because of her, I have had a life long interest in dark skinned, straight haired South Asian women.  And then there is Indian food.  As a vegetarian how could I not fall in love with the sweet curries of South Asia.  Samosas.  Their religion, I likely know more about some aspects of the religion than some people raised in the west by Indian parents.  I own a lignam, I am a Shivite, if I were to chose a god.  But of course, Lord Shiva, the destroyer of the world (eventually) and the god of ecstasy in the mean time.  I mean what else is a god that will destroy the world, when it is time, to do with his time, what would you do?  I did yoga, because of my India obsession.  If I could speak to the beautiful women of South Asia, I would marry one.  I would if I could arrange a marriage to one.  I would curl up with a nice Indian woman and die happy.

I would die happy if I were to kiss that woman that started this obsession.