It is the most confusing pattern in modern dating. Monday: He is texting you good morning. He is planning dates. He is telling you deep secrets about his childhood. You feel closer than ever. Wednesday: He takes 6 hours to reply. His answers are one word. He cancels plans because he is “busy.” You panic….
It is 7:00 AM. In the kitchen, the pressure cooker is whistling for your child’s tiffin. In the bedroom, your father is calling out because he can’t find his blood pressure medicine. And your phone is pinging with a “Urgent Meeting” email from your boss. You run from the stove to the bedroom to the…
There is life Before the Discovery, and there is life After. The moment you find the messages, or see the photo, or hear the confession, your world splits in two. It is not just heartbreak. It is a Shattering of Reality. You look at your partner—the person you brushed your teeth with this morning—and suddenly,…
In India, we have two main scripts for marriage. Script A (The Bollywood Romance): You meet someone. Your eyes lock. You feel electricity. You fight the world to be together. The movie ends at the wedding. Script B (The Practical Arrangement): Your parents find a “suitable” match. Same caste, same salary bracket, same diet. You…
You wake up in the morning. For the first three seconds, everything feels normal. Then, the memory hits you like a truck: They are gone. Your chest feels heavy, tight. Your stomach turns. You feel a literal ache in your bones. You can’t eat. You can’t focus. You feel like you are physically dying. And…
There is a fight. Voices are raised. You are trying to explain why you are hurt. You want a response. You want them to say something. And then, it happens. They look away. They cross their arms. They pick up their phone. Or they just walk out of the room. For the next two days,…
In India, there is a famous saying: “You don’t just marry a person; you marry a family.” It sounds romantic in movies. In real life, it often feels like you married a committee that has an opinion on everything—from how much salt you put in the dal to when you should have a baby. For…
It starts with a biodata PDF sent to your phone. Then a photo. And then, suddenly, you are sitting in a coffee shop (or a drawing room with a plate of samosas), staring at a stranger. You are sipping your tea, trying to smile, but your brain is screaming. Is this the person? Will I…
