Sometimes, I write about a topic that may seem far-fetched to many. However, I mean no offense and would vehemently deny the accusation of racism even though I have affairs and love only light-skinned girls and women. Now I am going to be half a century old and yet I feel as fit as when I was 25 years old. I play golf, ride horses and drive around in my BMW and Ford Mustang. I alternate between Mumbai, United Arab Emirates and Singapore while running one of the major multinationals in this part of the world. I also write and I think I have almost 10000 posts on the net on at least 50 sites, some closed, some inactive and some active.
I previously served in the Air Force and that has been my gateway to the world of women. Girls and women have been fascinated to meet a man who flies planes at Mach 2.5+ and it adds to the aura of mystery in life for them.
The beautiful girls and life
Outside of India, Russian and American girls with many from Eastern Europe have been a part of my life. I remember on my first visit to the US I preferred a pure white blonde girl corporal to a black girl petty officer. There’s nothing racist about it, but my choice was the blonde blonde and that led to a fun adventure, for which I got a reprimand for sleeping with a non-commissioned ranker. The division between officers and men in the army cannot be broken. But I have no explanation for it. But my benefactor, old Foggier, was right behind me.
Twenty-seven visits to Russia and Eastern Europe were some of the most exciting periods of my life. I had some beautiful golden Russian girls as dates and companions. It was common among Indian officers and I know of at least two colleagues who resigned their commission to marry and live in Russia. Russia is great, but her women are simply the most beautiful of all.
the fair factor
White American women have also been part of my life and the last adventure with a young American blonde doctor was the most serious of all even though she was 20 years younger. There have been fleeting affairs everywhere. Previously, at least two extremely beautiful Brahmin Tamil girls from Chennai were my simply unforgettable source of inspiration, but I have no regrets.
I remember that at a dance when I was a young underling, I waited to dance with the most beautiful girl until I had my chance and took her to the land of love. Yes, also the brown girls who looked at my Air Force emblem wanted to dance. I danced, yes, but my preference was for the light-skinned Brahmin girl. I win.
last word
These are just some lost thoughts from my diary. I remember that Nirad Choudhary wrote Autobiography of an unknown Indian and rose to fame. Maybe it’s time I write something similar and put my thoughts on fair women, guns and airplanes on paper. I have a confession, beautiful blonde women remind me of them with a snake, I don’t know if there is a connection.
