I and palak(my ex-girlfriend) met on Instagram, I was experimenting with content for a client project and she liked my content and my curious ass wanting to know who my audience is, I texted her to know who she was.
We started texting, none expecting to date.
We soon got attached, met after talking to each other for 4 months at an event called ‘he-ha’, and then there was no looking back.
Soon one meeting led to the other and we ended up meeting about every single day, I would go to her college and she would bunk her classes to be with me.
We actually never realized when we became committed but we did.
There were multiple issues and downtimes like with every other relationship, but things would resolve in a day or two.
I would always bring her flowers and she would come to my home to pick me up, taking long rides with her (not so long actually) was the best thing.
And then Corona happened, and well the distance was already haunting us, not to add everything unprecedented that was coming our way.
It was almost impossible to communicate with her, going from spending hours together to not even being able to talk was making things difficult.
She has a typical Indian and living with constant surveillance and zero personal space had already taken a toll her.
Things had gone overboard with her parents and she decided to tell her parents about what her life really looked like with hopes of them understanding. She thought of writing everything out on a piece of paper, but there was a lot to say and she ended up writing about 6 pages.
Those 6 pages were a compilation of everything she had gone through in the past 4 years, and fortunately or unfortunately I owned a paragraph on one of those pages.
And like every person might have already imagined, that shit didn’t go down well.
Her parents ignored every other detail on those papers and focused on the only paragraph that had me in it.
The problems they pointed out: I wasn’t a Jain (a caste in the Indian caste system)
It is 2020 and you don’t expect people to believe in Casteism, but sadly my privileged ass didn’t know it was going to ruin my life.
Instead of helping her fix everything that was wrong in her life, they focused on robbing her of the only thing that was good in her life.
All of this happened just a night before one of the most important days of my life, with a heavy heart, a numb brain, I popped some meds and slept to fight another battle that was coming my way the next day.
If you are reading this,
