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Dirty, Lying Scoundrels

I used to find it unfair at the way, men and women have been stereotyped in my country. If you are a man and a stranger, people wont trust you easily, wont have faith in what you say. Any crime will automatically be attributed to the man etc etc.

While in case of a woman, ah things are different, non one will believe a woman can be distrustful, or conniving or a cheat. Its only after she has done that, will people wake up.

But as I have been moving around North India, working with different people from different walks of life, varied levels of income, education levels etc etc. I have slowly but surely come to realise that the general public are not at fault. Most of the men I have met are such disgusting people in their personal lives, one peek and I feel ashamed to be associated with the guy.

No matter what their education, why do so many men show so much disrespect to their wives. I mean, even the present times, she ha to serve these guys food, hot of the oven/stove ans she has to eat after the husband and children are done.

 Arguements will be loud, and laced with expletives, unnecessary. There are no requests or instructions, there are just orders to the woman. 

 Fidelity is an all time low. Looking at other females and admiring their beauty is one thing. I do it myself sometimes. I see nothing wrong as long as I stop there. Aspiring to get to know other such females intimately and thinking about every good looking woman that way, disgusting, especially when one is married. But I have come across many who do that, and all I can do is say to myself; thats the last time I spent time with this nut.

 Wake up guys, you are giving men a bad name. I like to make friends, guys and gals. I dont want gals wondering, whether I am only interested in getting into their pants, neither do I want guys discussing with me how to find girls to pick up and get in their pants.

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