I spent the entire last night refreshing my gmail account, yeah partly because my bedmate, sadly a male, was snoring so loudly that I had already scrapped all my plans of sleeping early in the night and partly because this day was going to be a landmark one. Whom I had been courting for the last 3 years and had finally been able to propose sometime back and then had been asked to wait for another month for a decision was going to announce my fate today. Would she be mine finally? I was restless. The curtains downed at 10.43 am, Atlanta time, when not only she finally said YES but also offered to pay partly for her ring!
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Oh, I love you 'my' ISB !
P.S.: Branching the thoughts from the point of my bedmate being a male, now that my days are spent comparing the American culture with our own, I was thinking that our Indian culture makes us weird kind of straights - For us Indian male bachelors, to share a bedroom with a male bachelor, always be seen in the company of males, and party only with males is seen perfactly natural by the Indian society, whereas this would be exactly the opposite in the US. Such behaviour here would clearly mean that we are not straight !
Culture conflict in my head..
3 comments:
Congrats ..I am also really really really happy for you !
So Ankur gets tagged finally after dreadly marriage dreams,lessons learnt from pretending to b Commited status on orkut's and coffee rejections.
Congraaats buddy....:-)
lol...ya. I hope you understood this completely. I am talking about ISB here that also gave me a scholarship.
And after a couple of months, I finally succeeded in talking to the coffee girl. But that happened only on chat and phone as by then I had left the city and was about to go to Atlanta. She said she wished we had met before I left. Variables of the universe in action again, you see. That chapter is closed now. I don't believe in long distance relationships.
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