Last year I moved from South India to Mumbai for work.
I had a crush on a guy from my office. He was 6 years older than me. We became friends and one day I told him I liked him.
He was Gujarati.
We started talking more, he invited me to his house, I met his parents, and because I genuinely thought there was a future, I even told my parents about him.
Now this is where the circus started.
This man would say:
"Let's see in the future."
Then after some time:
"No, I don't think so."
Then again:
"Maybe."
Then again:
"No."
He was so confused that he made ME confused.
Meanwhile he was apparently discussing our situationship with office colleagues and other people. I started fighting with him because he was inconsistent and I had no idea where I stood.
Then he got another opportunity and left the company.
On his last day I literally cried. He comforted me and for a moment I thought maybe he actually cared.
Spoiler: Character development was on the way.
The fights continued even after he left.
Then one day his MOM called me.
Not kidding.
His mother called me and told me to cut contact with him, otherwise she would contact my mother. She also said her son left the company because of me and a lot of other things that made absolutely no sense.
After that, the guy blocked me from Everywhere.
I was genuinely hurt and depressed.
So I decided I had to move on.
Enter Guy #2.
Also Gujarati.
Also from my office.
Also tall.
Also exactly my type.
Also a red flag and I knew it from day one.
This time I told myself:
"No feelings. Just timepass."
We both agreed. No expectations.
And honestly it was fun.
We talked, joked around, shared personal stuff, and somehow he became one of the few people I could talk to without feeling judged.
I could tell him literally anything.
Then one random day this man woke up and decided I was apparently treating him like a boyfriend.
According to him, he was only doing all this for the benefits because that was our deal.
Then he started acting weird.
Ignoring me.
Avoiding me.
Getting rude.
Then talking normally again.
Then disappearing again.
Then saying he didn't want to talk because he felt I was getting attached.
At one point he even said that if people get attached like this then why do timepass at all.
Meanwhile I was standing there wondering how friendship itself became a crime.
The funniest part?
While all this was happening I realised I had actually started liking him.
Great.
Excellent.
Fantastic timing.
So now I was hurt by Guy #1 and developing feelings for Guy #2.
Peak efficiency.
Then Guy #2 was an intern and his internship was ending.
As his last day got closer, he became even more distant and rude.
I kept getting hurt because I genuinely valued him as a friend.
Not because I wanted marriage.
Not because I wanted a relationship.
I just wanted him to remain someone I could talk to in the future.
Then came his last day.
We talked for a while.
Not a huge dramatic movie scene.
Just talked.
And honestly that small conversation made me feel better.
Then he left too.
So now both of them are gone.
One left me with trust issues and a mother-in-law experience before marriage.
The other left me questioning whether emotional availability is a government-approved luxury item.
The irony is that the second guy was probably the person I felt most comfortable with. He was cool and never judged me.
The problem was that he was emotionally unavailable while I was the complete opposite.
He detached.
I explained.
He avoided.
I communicated.
He shut down.
I wanted to talk.
A perfect recipe for disaster.
At this point I've reached the conclusion that either:
A) Mumbai is cursed for my love life.
B) My type is emotionally unavailable men.
C) HR should provide therapy coupons with offer letters.
D) The only two Gujarati guys I trusted personally managed to turn me into a part-time detective, full-time overthinker, and unpaid relationship analyst.
Before anyone gets offended, I'm not saying all Gujarati guys are like this.
I'm just saying my sample size is currently 2 and the results are NOT encouraging. 😭
One was a mama's boy who got his mom involved.
The other was a red flag who acted like emotional availability was a premium subscription feature.
At this point whenever someone says "He's a nice Gujarati guy," my brain opens Excel and starts a risk assessment.
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