The Queen of Random Things

Dear Mumbai,  You have made me fall in love with you every time we have met. I cannot comprehend, but there is something about you that keeps you enigmatic. I love the way you open your arms to my every mood and welcome me with warm regards. You are that boyfriend for me who I feel very strongly for. I adore you for the ways you handle me at my worst but I cannot imagine spending life with you. I know there is a strong connection between us and you will always be part of my life, but you cannot become my life partner because we have different goals in life.  Being with you was one of the best experiences in my life. You opened doors for new possibilities in my life. I have never been the same since I met you. People say life in a metro isn't easy, I agree. But the soothing music of water at marine drive and bandstand solves all the problems momentarily. I have learned so many things about myself and explored so many aspects of my personality thanks to you. You made me grow up in su

There is no such thing as "The right person." Let me first establish that! I don't believe in this concept of the right man or the right woman. I don't know who came up with this concept, but in this so-called evolved and open-minded world, one must stop using such terms. In my opinion, marriage is whose shit you can tolerate the most! If the shoe fits, then that is the most suitable person for you. That doesn't mean others are bad. You can fall in love with the person you least expected, which isn't in your hand, but going ahead with that person is.  These days marriage is a tricky thing. If we talk about previous generations. The lifestyle was simple. Society was cruel to people who didn't follow the rules but didn't eliminate them. Making a living was comparatively easy because our nation was trying to stand on its feet after the backfire of British rule. There weren't many professional choices to make. During the olden days, ladies were expecte