Strong Rishta
“Anubhav turned 30 years old. He needed to get married.”- that’s what they all said. No one actually asked me who I am interested in or whether I even am. I’ve lived a pushover life all my life, education, jobs. Even my clothes sometimes are bought by my family. My younger sister is completely different - she charted her own course. She was brash teenager, Oxford educated on a scholarship, owned a kick ass securities exchange firm, even had a so-so influencer gig. I was proud of her, intimidated by her, and even a bit jealous. I exhausted all my parents’ friends’ advances (rishtas) for proposal to get married to their daughters. They were all standard issue, arts majors or teaching professional house wife material girls. Sometimes they were so pretty that I regretted saying no, and kept their pictures for my after dark use. Deep down, it’s weird, but I wanted to be with someone headstrong like my sister. I asked my parents to ask her if she knows any of her friends who would...