What was she thinking? – Part I

This is a real story of a girl. She had grown up watching all the romantic Bollywood movies, reading romantic novels, and fancied herself a romantic. She always imagined her dream guy to be an intelligent, accomplished, good-looking guy who would sweep her off her feet and they would spend their lives madly in love with each other.

Boy, was she wrong!

She met him at a party. He was a good 8 years older, seemingly more mature. She was still studying. He was working. They were introduced by a common friend and she had an instant crush on him. He seemed to be flirting with her too! They exchanged numbers in the party and a few sweet SMSes that night.

He asked her out on their “first date” for dinner at a Chinese restaurant. Wow we even have the same tastes, she thought. On their date they did go, and thus began a relationship.

As the relationship grew, she realized they did not have as much in common as she thought earlier. He didn’t read for pleasure, which would have been a deal breaker for her earlier, but with the entire Yash Chopra dream coming true, she wanted to let that one pass. He was also quite opinionated, and was not that good a listener either. Well, he is nervous. After all this is a new relationship.

As time went on, she found herself making a whole lot of compromises. He didn’t like her meeting her female friends, let alone the male ones. He had strong ideas about women not suitable in the IT industry and that she should not waste her time in IT and pursue writing or some other profession more “suitable” for women.

She finished her engineering and went to the US to pursue her Masters in Computer Science. He tried to dissuade her, reiterating the above point, but go she did. He followed her there soon, for a 3-month consulting assignment in Florida.

She went to visit him in Florida, but her stomach did not do a backflip when she saw him. They visited Miami and a few other places together, and had a bunch of little squabbles the entire time they were together. He told her she has to move back to India immediately after her Masters. She did not want to do that but he wouldn’t take no for an answer. She knew by then that they weren’t destined to be together. She didn’t tell him that then and wanted to wait for a more opportune time. Big mistake.

The problem was, by this time, both sets of parents knew about their relationship and were hoping for wedding bells. He decided to surprise her and took his parents to her place one day to talk about marriage. The parents got along quite well and decided upon an engagement when she came to Mumbai the next week. They decided to spring it on her when she arrived.

Thankfully, she was very close to her little sister and had told her about the impending break up. The sister naturally told her about the engagement plans. She was in a state of shock. She couldn’t believe he could think they are ready for marriage. That’s it. The break up had to happen. Now.

She called him and told him what she thought. She told him of all the problems she was facing in the relationship quite nicely. In the end, he was so mad at her, that he called her a whore, a slut (and you can imagine what else as these are some of the nicer things he said) for stringing him along. That was weird as she had never slept with him (or anyone else) till then. He accused her of having cheated on him with other guys (which she had not). To make matters worse, he went to her parent’s house at 3am and created a huge scene. He portrayed her as the villain, and her parents bore everything in silence. They spoke to her after he had left, and cleared out the whole thing.

There were a lot of sorry emails in her inbox after that, a lot of voicemail on her answering machine, a whole lot of bouquets at her doorstep and a lot of threats of giving up life etc everywhere. She felt guilty, but not enough to give it another chance.

That was the end of her first relationship ever. You’d think she’d learn a lesson from this? Did she? Find out more in the next part! πŸ˜›


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