All of you homesick for the sickness of love, hating yourself for thinking of an ex, propping yourself on memories of a relationship, wondering if healing will ever be clean. It won’t. It can still be beautiful. Includes a podcast performance.
Fleeting Mutual Intimacies are….
Tinder was a brutal experience when I first got on to it, in its early days in India. So why did I go back?
Like every other aspect of Mumbai life, dating here is stressful. My result driven city has made a corporate exercise out of the experience of finding connections!
India is on the digital map and we of the brown-skinned, spicy-food-eating ilk are exploring digital dating too.
The people who espouse hookups are just as fundamentalist in their beliefs as the people they scoff at. There is no room for love in this war.
1. He sends her a carefully worded to sound casual-but-smart message. 2. She replies with the digital equivalent of a laugh. 3. Encouraged, he does some more of that. 4. She chuckles (digitally, of course). He notices that her smile is crooked and that her teeth don’t quite line up. He wonders whether to…
It’s not a fling if it is not something that you can just throw away. It’s just not. Then why are you doing it? Who knew having fun could be so much effort?
We settle for entertainment, not love. But I’m no longer looking for disposable. I want something real, something I can nurture and build a life with.