It started subtly, a random thought during a particularly dull PowerPoint presentation at work. One moment I was nodding along to slides about Q3 projections, the next my mind had swung wildly into the jungle, straight to Tarzan. Not the heroic, vine-swinging Tarzan, but a very specific, rather inappropriate question about him. A question that has now, alarmingly, taken over my entire mental landscape. I’m an average Indian guy, you know, chai in the morning, commute, office, family WhatsApp groups – a perfectly normal life. But beneath this veneer of normalcy, I am perpetually wrestling with a bizarre, unspeakable dilemma.
The Wild Question That Haunts My Indian Mind: Tarzan’s First Time
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