Indians are a suppressed lot. Go on, try grabbing my neck over this statement but you know there is much truth to this statement. Tell me how many of you have openly showed affection to your significant other in front of your parents?

I'm not talking about mauling your partner but just a affectionate hug or a peck on lips? Worse still even at the age of thirty one I feel embarassed if a hot scene happens to play on the television while I'm sitting with an older relative. The urge to switch the channel has my fingers hovering over the remote and yet being an adult it would be a rather childish thing to do so I'd find myself sitting through the two minute scenes in pin drop, uncomfortable silence.

Why? Because we have been told that sex is dirty. Something as bad as taking a friggin dump. No wonder in Chandigarh they have No Kissing Marshals patrolling the grounds to stop youngsters from smooching.

For Christssakes, grow the fuck up Indians! Sanskriti my friggin arse. Sexual suppression is the worst kind of phobia that most Indian teenagers seem to suffer from.

Ask any Indian teenage boy what the vulva is, he would tell you that it's probably is the car -Volvo. No, its no joke, despite sex education being taught in most urban school most Indians don't even know the names of the sexual organs forget about doing it the right way.

But they are doing it. A couple of years ago there was a case of a cell phone snap being taken of a school girl performing oral sex on her boyfriend and the idiot put the snap up on bazi.com.

Sure, kids will be kids and raging hormones make them do idiotic things but the point is that they are doing 'things' without protection.

And kindly dont blame the humping on the changing times, every generation has felt its oats or eggs. Some suppressed the urges, others masturbated and some rebelled and went for the ride.

Do I feel you become a little uncomfortable when I say the word Masturbate in a public forum? Would you rather I said 'Self abuse' or 'What the fuck were you doing with my cream?' Like your mommy asked you when she barged into your room?

Come on lighten up a bit, talking about onanism couldn't be all that bad. We all have been down that secret garden one time or the other but I have yet meet more than five Indians who have openly and proudly said "Yes, I shag once in a while." or for that matter talked about the various kinds of contraceptions available.

And what could be so wrong when I joke about stiff sheets or condoms? Some Indians would be quick to label me a loose woman for being so forth right. But someone has to ask these questions. Someone has to tell Indians to let down their hair a bit and not make sex out to be such a big deal that either we hide it behind flowers banging against each other or make it so grossly expressive that one wants to throw up.

Grossly expressive? Yeah, like taking it too far to be 'in' with the times- where the man would be sucking the woman's face in! Sadly enough with all this discouragement of dating most Indians - men and women are bad kissers and dont even know what foreplay is all about.

Men are quick at grabbing the boobs and dry rubbing and women try to go all the way without actual penetration.

All this suppression in the name of custom and traditions needs to dealt with a iron hand. Today HIV and other sexually contagious diseases threaten to engulf our country and how is our moral police helping out? By carrying out marches against Valentine's Day or calling up Mum or Dad when caught smooching.

Grow the freakin' up India! We all are doing it, thinking it or buying it. All that is needed is to add a condom to it. Say No to drugs and No to sex without a condom.