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It’s good that we argue a lot

I’m a passionate person and I love debating. I’m not someone who shuts up easily, I have to get my point across. I’m not like this all the time, only with the people I care about and/or for the conversations that matter to me. I can’t just let it go and can’t settle down unless I have tried my best to explain my point of view. Because I absolutely can’t take being misunderstood, especially when I can help it. I do try to listen too, to understand the other point of view.

He on the other hand shuts up as soon as he senses difference in our opinions or some criticism on my part. If he dislikes something that I said, or did, or the way I reacted in some situation, he’ll just go to his shell and cut me out. I need a great will and patience just to get him to talk again and discuss the matter with me. Conflict is natural, but unless we make ourselves clear how will the other person know what’s causing this? Continue reading It’s good that we argue a lot

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When love found me

So yes like all Indian parents, my parent’s ultimate wish is to see me happily married. But I din’t quite know how I’d make it come true, since I was a cynic when it came to romantic love. I had made my peace with the fact that I will never understand it or find it. And this was it for me. I instead concentrated on living my life in the best way possible. Yet every time my parents would start a conversation on this topic, I would end it by saying I’ll do it. I’ll get married. As long as you are fair with me and I have my say in the whole matter, I will listen to you guys. But even when I said those things, and tried my best to believe in it too, I knew it couldn’t be that simple. Arranged marriage. It’s always puzzling to people. Even the ones who go through with it don’t exactly know what clicked or how they decided this is it. Deep down, I know it won’t be an easy task for someone like me to just meet someone thrice and say yes to spending the rest of our lives together with full (or even slight) confidence.

This was my situation: Fully mistrusting towards anything remotely love like and not comfortable with the idea of an arranged marriage. Continue reading When love found me