The title of this post is actually the name of a Hindi song, which literally translates to 'behind the blouse'. Why the reason for this rather 'international' title to my post? Well a friend of mine was talking to me recently about sex education, and I realized that when I was growing up, we never had any such thing. As far as our parents were concerned, we didn't need to know anything about sex. Now being Indian myself, if I had asked my parents about sex, they would have said "Shee shee...sax? Dirty dirty! Why you want to know about sax? No need to know! Where you heard about sax?
". Plus, being a Catholic Indian doesn't help much, because the above response would be quickly followed by something along the lines of "When the time is right, the spirit will come to you and you will know all
". But seriously speaking, my 'sex education' didn't come from uncomfortable classes where a 65 year old buddi
would show us how to put a condom onto a banana. My sex education came from good old fashioned experience, and let me tell you this, there were no bananas involved.
I often do wonder why people refer to sex as 'birds and the bees'. The way I see it, birds and bees are the two worst couple examples you could give. They're not even in the same species, let alone the same zip code. That's like saying "Amma, can you tell me about the monkeys and the elephants?
" Just say "Can we talk about sex please?" and watch your mum drop the chopping knife onto her foot.
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