Differences between North and South Indian porn


There are only two eternal truths in the world. Dogs sniff other dog’s asses, and men watch porn. Even Karan Johar.

While access to high quality pornography was limited to the rich and connected back in the day (Khushwant Singh having famously subscribed to a German magazine called Screw which got customs clearance under the pretext of it being an engineering guide) it is now a mere spill proof anti-microbial keyboard away for any Indian who wants it. It lies innocuously in the hidden folder of people’s phone memory cards, in the appropriately titled ‘Documentaries’ folder in their External Hard Disks, under the Mills and Boon stack at local magazine stand – heck, even in that paying guest in your neighbourhood where girls from the North East are being secretly filmed taking a shower as I type.

It teaches Indian men the few things they know how to execute in bed, gives them the confidence to jerk off looking at a white woman’s shoulder in a train, prevents atleast 69 rapes from happening in Delhi per day and sustains the livelihood of millions of cyber-café owners across the country. Clearly, pornography is an essential part of India’s socio-cultural fabric; a piece of latex if you will, that keeps everything together.

That said the quality of Indian pornography, much like Bollywood, has always left a lot to be desired. Gone are the days when people would go to desibaba and accupressure themselves knowing full well that the berries on display were not, in fact, Mamta Kulkarni’s. Gone are the days when people would be willing to buy that the woman wearing the bindi was a horny Hyderabadi instead of a luscious Latina (Shouting Ay Papi does not equal haaye paapi). Globalisation, access to information and the Nokia 7650 with Vibrate mode left people with higher expectations – a move that eventually led to the current ejaculation of Lucknowi laundiyas, Bum-visphot Bengalis and Gujju gashtis taking over the Indian porn landscape.

Needless to say, the current situation is sticky at best. Therefore, to help you hit the right spots, I have decided to do a comparison between the major sub-groups of Indian pornography i.e. North and South Indian

The Lexicon: First, let me say that there is no way to ensure the authenticity of all that websites claim the footage to be. Till I manage to personally interview them or find these people on Facebook, there is no way to confirm if the woman is actually a schoolgirl, an aunty, a model from Lahore, a stewardess, a college student with her boyfriend etc. That said; let’s take a look at the words associated with videos from either part of the country:

North Indian women are normally associated with “Petite, schoolgirl, horny, NRI or cheating on her love interest”. I’m not sure if this is pandering to existing perceptions or actually true, but I can vouch for the first three atleast. On the other hand, South Indian women are normally associated with “Aunty, Booby, Busty, curvaceous, Bhabhi etc”. This is not surprising given Mallu-wood (no relation to the man in the videos) is still the largest cause of men with Herpes.

The Setting: Location is key to creating a successful product. While a majority of South Indian porn still features largely descript, run down bedrooms, hostels or parks as the setting for where Shiva gets angry, North Indians mostly prefer doing it in hotel rooms, malls, basement car parks and other more eccentric premises. The idea is to integrate the location with your act of boom-chika-chika wow instead of the run of the mill Blue/Pink walls that are a staple of their South Indian counterparts. Perhaps it is a sign of a rising income inequities or just a case of high-end South Indian stuff being restricted for the Malaysian market. Either way, North Indian porn is I pills ahead when it comes to creative settings.

Camera-work: Even though North Indians (think DPS MMS) invented gritty, realistic camera work (ala Blair Witch) in Indian pornography, the South Indians have run away with the technique. Every third video now features a young man self-shooting himself and his female accomplice (who tries to hide her face but nothing else for some reason) before demonstrating diagrams drawn in India’s most famous book. This requires a certain level of flair as balancing the phone and keeping it steady while shoving your tongue down another person’s throat can be hard. North Indians have moved on to other gadgets such as webcams and camcorders that provide a higher resolution and a wide-angle shot once mounted on a tripod. Still, there are some Dibakar Banerjee types who use the phone camera to stellar effect when women get over their inhibitions.

The Music: While North Indians mostly stick to tried and tested background music such as Enigma, South Indians prefer to re-live their American fantasies by romping to Michael Jackson and the likes. The lower-end of the South Indian industry still focuses on Hindi/Malayalam/Telugu music sometimes (A.R. Rahman’s Saathiya being an old favourite) i.e. unless they want to hear natural sounds  as a means of turning themselves on.

Body-hair: The probability of encountering a dense forest is a lot more in South Indian pornography thanks to what is known as the “Veerappan effect”. This makes it harder for the male to zone into the target, thus making him value the acquisition a lot more as compared to North Indian pornography where foliage is as menacing as the Amazon basin. Needless to say, it is like going fishing to an aquarium and the value goes down considerably.

Foreplay: North Indians don’t even seem to try, so I am going to head straight to the South Indian section on this one. Foreplay can be divided into 4 sections:

- The kiss: For some reason, the second most romantic thing after holding hands i.e. kissing does not find much favour in videos coming from either side of the country. Maybe it’s because Indians are horrible kissers in general. Maybe it’s because the guy has rasam breath. Either way, the same scene gets played out over and over especially in South Indian videos. The woman lies down. The guy gets on top. The woman is completely stiff and her arms are completely straight. The guy tries to take stuff off her body with his mouth but fails. The woman lies expressionless. The guy wonders why she isn’t groaning like she is supposed to and decides to kiss her. His paunch comes in the way and no matter how hard he tries his face remains as far from hers as Musharraf’s chances of becoming the Indian PM. He slides off and ties again from the side. He moves in with his 4-inch wide moustache but the woman turns her face away. He tries the other cheek but the woman is quicker. Forget ice-cubes or body rubs or Nutella, I’ve seen people getting asphyxiated having more fun. Repeat process till phase two.

- The kneading: Phase two is when the guy says screw the kissing let me get to the breasts. Now let me just say, for someone who has been a rice eater all his life, the South Indian male is excellent at kneading breasts as if it were the dough for tandoori roti. The woman winces; the guy doesn’t know what the hell is going on because he has seen this work perfectly in movies. Then he decides to pull a Peter North, digs his face in the cleavage, and shakes his head about. That ofcourse, is as erotic as watching Manisha Koirala lick chicken curry off her elbows. The woman stays stiff and wonders WTF the guy is thinking.

- The Tantric attempt: The guy, happy that he got to touch a pair is now ecstatic and doesn’t really care if the woman is actually enjoying it or not as long as he can boast about it to his friends. He then gets into a trance and does some shit which I still haven’t been able to figure out. It involves a lot of licking up and down the torso, moving the hands about an inch above the body as a way of cleansing an aura. The woman, keen on hiding her disappointment continues to play along and fakes expressions that would put Irfan Khan to shame. She still won’t let him kiss her though.

- The WHO-ORS: All I’ll say is that it is a pity a majority of our population is vegetarian because till you have experience eating Chicken Lollipops, this aspect shall never improve.

Positions: Again a disappointment on both fronts. It seems no one knows anything but the missionary. I blame Mother Teresa. For a cow and stray dog-loving country, we don’t nearly seem to buck and doggy often enough.

The Talking: After carefully straining my ear to hear any communication between people in videos from either part of the country, I have concluded that Indians suck at dirty talk. To be honest, it doesn’t even need to be dirty talk. Isn’t the whole point to communicate and give occasional instructions as to what is working and what isn’t?

The North Indian seems to like giving orders like his Hollywood counterpart and expect the girl to follow but fails miserably. I would like to shove as much as a pencil up these guys asses to see how well they respond to my commands. On the southern front, a lot of time gets spent merely coaxing the woman into taking the flowers out of her hair (no pun intended. And if you thought of one, shame on you) Then, as stated already, she prefers lying expressionless wondering what the hell is going on till the end of the show. I did hear a few “No” and “Make me your chettinad” though. I think.

The Money Shot: Given how long this piece is you might be thinking the process of fornication has already exceeded an hour and forty-five minutes. Incorrect. By now, we have reached about 2 minutes and 18 seconds. The money shot has been hit and woman is wondering if she was part of a T20 match. And again, this seems to be an issue that plagues my brethren from either side. The ONE thing in which they should be like the Indian elephant, they decide to emulate their Chinese counterparts. Not even Doctor Sachdeva whose ads you saw on the city walls will be able to help on this one. Damned shame.

In conclusion, if higher resolution, raw and uninhabited footage is what you are looking for, stick to the North. However, if you want action, drama, suspense and comedy rolled into one, look no further than the stuff from down south. The women might be a bit heavy for your liking sometimes, but that’s what you get for being a “khaate peete ghar ki ladki”.

P.S. No bed sheets were stained during the process of writing this article.

{ 28 comments… add one }

  • komal May 16, 2010, 8:22 pm

    interesting-i can see the it was a fruitful weekend.

    P.S.Q. were there any pants that were stained during the process of writing this article. Had to ask…curiosity is a killer

  • Rachna May 16, 2010, 8:31 pm

    lol @ “Make me your chettinad”!!!!

    You sure did put yourself through some trouble researching, you however did not capture the ‘oi ma’ ‘ah, ah, ah’ and likes that apparently are sound effects! hehehe

  • - The Virgin Author! May 17, 2010, 2:30 am

    Oh, this was the best read of the day, yet! Well researched. =)

    PS: Are you, somewhere, somehow, connected with the porn industry? ;)

  • Amazing May 17, 2010, 7:07 am

    Started following your blog lately and find it immensely entertaining to say the least. You are quite an observer. Reading the posts, there have been many moments of epiphany for me like this post made me go ‘Ah’ more than once ;)
    Great going…you earned yourself one more fan and I got something to do here at my office.

  • Anish Aryan May 17, 2010, 7:19 am

    Very well researched…Expressed all my feelings on watchin Mallu porn :P
    I would also like to add that the soundtracks in Mallu porn are also truly awesome – (completely clueless to what is going on in the video and gets abruptly changed from one to another).

  • Gajendra May 17, 2010, 7:48 am


  • Ashish Kumar Srivastava May 17, 2010, 7:51 am

    ah …. now I need to go back and watch some. No bedsheets will be stained in the process coz I prefer other options. Check my detailed analysis here –


    P.S. – Sorry for the shameless promotion of my blog but ppl reading this will find my post entertaining as well.

  • Khamba May 17, 2010, 8:59 am

    @ Komal – Nopes. Wasn’t wearing any. (You asked for it)

    @ Rachna – Pataa nahi, there were none in my research subjects

    @ The Virgin Author – I’m not. Just a consumer.

    @ Amazing – Glad your company is utilising your full potential

    @ Anish – I seemed to have missed the soundtrack bit. I just heard random Hindi music.

    @ Gajendra – Thanks

    @ Ashish – No tension. Feel free.

  • Anish Aryan May 17, 2010, 9:03 am

    @Ashish: your post was really useful..And truly beneficial both for men and the textile industry

  • Mycotoxin May 17, 2010, 9:06 am

    and what about the whole bathing deal? that’s like mandatory, whether north or south… is there some attempt to let us know ‘while we might look like we stink, see this, we’re actually Santoor-soap-scented”?

  • khaleel May 17, 2010, 10:18 am

    u rock man. i dont know how many more times i am going to read this post. i wud have read ur arnabman tharoorman thing atleast 10 times. keep going bro.

  • !Teq-uila Del Zapata May 17, 2010, 10:48 am


    Your observations are spot on.
    I stick mostly with Firangi ones though. India Amateur(or whatever the hell are they) are sometimes better, but in most of them you don’t see ANYTHING except some to and fro that too from an angle, which makes it impossible to imagine much.

  • THE UNOFFICIAL MINISTRY OF SPORTS May 17, 2010, 11:09 am


  • Salil Khetani May 17, 2010, 12:19 pm

    Very accurate description. I find especially the south indian part of avoiding kissing hilarious.

  • Jackson May 17, 2010, 1:03 pm

    bravo.. simply faptastic..
    the way you dis-seminated the outcome of your research, and came to your point, especially at the climax, has erected this post as a seminal work..

  • Nishtha Kanal May 17, 2010, 1:38 pm

    make me your chetinad rofl awesome post, banished the monday blues into oblivion

  • Rohit May 17, 2010, 1:58 pm

    I am still cracking up over the accupressure! Brilliant blog.

  • Gourab May 17, 2010, 2:48 pm

    good that you classified home brewed porn before it went global http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/videoshow/5931469.cms

  • DV8 May 17, 2010, 2:55 pm

    LAWLS! You rawks man!
    You also seem to have missed the “eating while enacting” part – aka – Noblon and a few others!
    Probably the chicka was so over their first wedding night that she was numb, letting him do whatever he wanted to! :-P

  • Suneet Yadav May 17, 2010, 3:13 pm

    hahahaa really very very intresting !!!

  • Khamba May 17, 2010, 3:18 pm

    @ Mycotoxin – I have noticed that trend reducing with time. Maybe it’s because there is a glut in the spy cam videos of women bathing.

    @ Khaleel – Keep some tissues handy

    @ Zapata – True. Though there is a certain charm in realism.

    @ Salil – True. It’s rather hilarious.

    @ Jackson – Well said sir :D

    @ Nistha – :)

    @ Rohit – Feels good though doesn’t it?

    @ DV8 – Wow really? Never seen that!

  • sameer May 17, 2010, 3:27 pm

    Great Great….someone had to list these down…mite be a good reference for upcoming generations of bedsheets….Well apart from these one this is still to rue, still not enough indian gay and lesbian porn out there :(

  • Atrisa May 17, 2010, 6:46 pm

    Ugh, what was I thinking! Like I could compare my porn knowledge to a guy’s!

    Must. Forward. Stash.

    Naughty A…India Zindabad!

  • komal May 19, 2010, 7:56 am

    I sure did…and while the image could be disturbing and under some circumstances harmful to your health, fortunately or unfortunately one doesnt know you well enough to retort! :)

    ergo: No Further queries or comments. However, thank you for the insight to your late night post writing habits! :)

  • akshay May 19, 2010, 8:21 am

    Very interesting dissection. Think you should take a stab at writing ‘The undercover sociologist’

    This analysis was a very apt and apparent reflection of Aryan aggression and a conquest oriented mindset (I will ‘do’ whatever/whoever I want to do…) Vs. subversive Dravidian intellectulaism (if there is such a word!), and therefore a sense of ‘I cannot do what I want to do, so I will do it in secret’

    This applies to your incisive analysis of the context and the act. Would be more fruitful if you could spend some time on inner monologues (if any!)


    PS: I don’t /neither do I claim to have a degree in the liberal arts

  • deepakchaubey May 19, 2010, 9:00 pm

    u rock man, Very interesting!!!!


  • getafix May 21, 2010, 3:57 am

    your writings are really funny. keep it up. :)

  • Prisoner of thoughts June 11, 2010, 5:27 pm

    You can submit this as a thesis for your phd on pornography and urs will be approved right away. I am adding my self to your fan list.

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