As I am traveling, I most often come across the average man on the street, like the stall owner or rickshaw driver.
I must admit that after a few weeks of observing him I found myself almost completely repulsed by men.
One commentator in the article argues that the separation of males and females contributes to sexual violence, as women are viewed only as sexual objects.
I am not sure about this as in western societies, where there is no such delineation, women are also viewed as sexual objects and sexual violence still occurs.
After having arranged to meet someone (platonic or romantic) I generally turn up alone, or if I have reservations I may have a friend politely bid their farewells when they are comfortable the person I am meeting is not a criminal. He had a quick wit and a gorgeous smile, I would have liked to have spent some time getting to know him without a chaperone.
The constant spitting (apparently due to chewing tobacco), public urination (and by this I mean pulling it out anywhere there is space and going), nose picking and staring at me (usually whilst also fiddling with their nether regions) are a few of the distasteful activities I observed.
Several years ago I tried my hand at internet dating through the website
Here I found hundreds of men all with photos where they looked like their mother had dressed them.
After chatting to a few men online, it seemed that most were far more interested in my citizenship than who I was, which is an immediate fail.
However I did meet one man through Shaadi.com, Prem and I dated for a few months.