Flying kiss

Today, I was at dhobighat, taking Teddy out to see what Mumbai is like. As my friend was taking pictures, a little girl came by and asked for money. I felt bad but ignored her because I knew if I acknowledged her presence, a lot of her friends would come surround me. As we were leaving, I got all the change in my pocket and handed it to her. The look on her face made my day. She had this big grin on her face, and she gave me a flying kiss, touched my forearm and those two little eyes had nothing but gratitude and love in it! Perhaps I will take the memory of her smile with me when I leave this place - my most cherished moment in Mumbai so far.

On being Indian and being Marwari

Well, of all the things in my life there is one that I have a love/hate relationship with is my culture. I am absolutely proud of who I am but there are certain things that I am not so sure of - one example would be my parents need of getitng me married. Because I am a marwari my parents think since I am 26 my biological clock is ticking and I need to get married ASAP! Well, a disastrous plan. I haven't been able to handle my girlfriend's, how am I supposed to handle a wife? - God knows! and also, which girl would in her right brains marry me. Yep, ask my ex's and there is a reason why I am not with them. I have come to realization that I am not a good boyfriend material. I like my independence way too much, and I can't afford to give security, which often at times is required in a relationship. Oh well!

Marwari is an Indian subcaste and people originally hail from Rajasthan. The usual age of a groom in Marwari community is 22-23. And yes, all my marwari friends have been married!