There be rogues there.

I've always wanted to be popular with the boys.

Fearing for their jobs (and the subsequent dissolve of U.S. - India diplomatic relations should anything happen to us), the local office has been aggressively attentive to our safety.  Despite assuring people that President Obama has no idea of my presence in India (or general existence), any attempt at independent motion sparks a flurry of search parties and shouts of "No Miss, no! There be rogues there!" 

It is worth noting that in our walks around the town (shhhhhh) few rogues have been sighted.  Instead, as in any country, it's really the groups of school children that are the true threat to safety.  Feigning childhood innocence, they lure you in with smiles and cute school uniforms. This quickly dissolves into several actions that fall under the definition of harassment.  Their favorite is mocking.  Surprisingly, I've never really been a fan of being mocked.