A Suitable Boy

I give up. Let someone else pick the next dysfunctional man I date.  Just don’t let that someone be my parents. After a conversation on the dire state of my love life, my friend Jess suggested letting my friends introduce me to nice single men they knew. Now, coming from an Indian family I am no stranger to the idea of relationship introductions. My Dad showed me a picture of my future … Continue reading A Suitable Boy

Tinderlude

Every-time I think I’m out, I get pulled back in again. When I first met my ex I told him he should go on Tinder. He’s a good looking guy and was single. I thought he would clean up. I hadn’t thought I’d be dating the guy. I was off to Mexico a month down the road. Plus he had seen another man’s penis on my phone. Long … Continue reading Tinderlude

Rewiring my Radar

Even the dickheads teach you something. “He fucked her.” The one thing you have to love about London is that if you dare to converse openly in the street every Tom, Dick and Harry will give you their two pence worth. As Galia and I made our way to Rebel Bingo, I started rehashing the whole did he/didn’t he of my ex’s supposed infidelity, and … Continue reading Rewiring my Radar