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The first from Kazakhstan

привет

That's "Hello" in Russian.
That's how all the text around here looks.

Anyway, so I'm someone who kind of did a deep study of the sexes and the human behaviour in Kota. And right when I was starting to think I'd seen it all, I came here.

I'm here with about 25 students from college.. 15 boys, and 10 girls. This is day 4 of my arrival in Kazakhstan. I made friends with a guy, and the way I work with a new place is, I wanna usually find someone smart, be friends with the local people, and know how the society here works.

As Indians, who watch American TV, and American movies and read news about the United States of America, and go to the United States of America, we are somehow wired to see all Caucasians/White people, as similar to Americans in behaviour.

We expect, friendly, open people, who talk and make friends. Then we also expect, that even if the friendship may lead to more, they don't discuss in large groups, (like a group of lecherous Indian men) about the dimensions of their prey, and that they treat the individual with some dignity and respect; again, may not be entirely true, but growing up in a patriarchal society, dominated by way more men than women, by men telling women-what to do, by rapes, by female foeticide/infanticide, by eve-teasers, I began to excessively judge the men, who indulged in this. I hated it, when 5 men, discussed out loud how hot some girl was.

And that's when, I came to Kazakhstan. Let me not be so arrogant, as to address the whole country. I'm talking about Temirtau, a small town near Astana. With a female population larger than men.

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Comments

Red Handed said…
Lets see How it treats you :)
blog.sahil.me said…
So wait, what did you find so far in Kazakhstan? It's almost as though your post got truncated or something.
A said…
^I know right.
Sam said…
A!Are you someone I know?

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