Love in the time of bigotry.

When we talk of love, it is gupchup; a secret; revealed through gossips, becomes an open secret, public affection,public acceptance, fights or "bagawat"and finally the stage where you say " Have you met my family?" it's funny, true and yet bizarre.

We are fighting for our freedom of expression, our right to express our love in pubic in what-ever way we want against the conservative Indian norms. Love sees no barricades, knows no barricades; it is just about expressing irrespective of places, situations or the phrase" IT IS NOT DECENT".  Public display of love, affection, hugging, should be validated because it is my freedom, my expression, my love, my life, and it should be my way. We are advanced, pragmatic, and partially westernised. 
Although "Gita" , "Raas-lela", "Indian love book- Kamasutra", certain dance forms like "Bharatnatyam", southern temples have expression of love, sexuality, love making. So, it can't be said that our culture is all about "Parda system" or " love behind the walls". We know love,sex exists and it's not a taboo to talk about. People do need to broader their perspective and mind status.

But are we actually staging up for what we are fighting for?? We want the public acceptance, freedom of expression, then why do we hide our love from our parents? Do we shy away or feel indecent to kiss our mate in front of our parents or younger siblings?Walking hand in hand in some mall, and expecting the crowd to accept our love or ignore it. Then why are we scared to drop our lover at his/ her house?? Or why there is an adrenaline rush to create a physical space or drop the hand when some acquaintance came into our eye-shot at some mall or public place?

Are we scared, or have double personality disorder, or at the back of our mind we actually thinks it is indecent in public?? 

think!