Dear Indian Parents, I Hope You're Happy Now That You've Divided And Destroyed All Of Us
I personally am amused by such thinking of parents.
I personally am amused by such thinking of parents.
She is a Brahmin and I am a Kshatriya.
She then tried her level best to marry me.
In each other's arms, we grew stronger.
I became desperate and stupid.
I couldn't see her face as she wore a burkha.
Keep one thing in mind.
Still he said he will talk to his dad.
I fell for her, instantly.
It was she who was calling him.
He didn’t know about my caste.
It took us five long years to convince just my parents.
I can only hope that things change.
I am a 24 year working woman.
One day, my father got a call from a boy.
Now I just want her to be happy.
He was hesitant at first.
Life was getting better.
I’m a 29-year-old “upper-caste” Marathi girl.
My dad had worked really hard to give us a healthy upbringing.
I still remember her words.
I’ll never be able to forget that day.
I built up the courage to talk to him.