I’m from Dehli, have been living in Dubai for 4 years. In 2023, I saw a girl at the gym; she was extremely beautiful. She came with a friend. After a few days, she came again. I approached her to talk and found out she was Pakistani. I thought about this thing for some days but couldn’t ignore the feelings. I was convinced I like her. I asked her out. She took 6 months to think and accept my proposal. Once she did, we fell deeply in love. This is her first relationship. I’m 29, she is 23. We have never been physical. Once I joked with her about it, what timeline she has for it. She smiled and said, “Make me your wife.” I felt her words; I wanted it to be. Recently, she introduced me to her mother. Her father passed away in covid-2020. After that, they moved to Dubai with her younger sister. Aunty was very nice to me. She came with her positive outlook about life and relationships in general. Her only concern was, “Don’t carry it like this. If you are serious, just marry my daughter.” I sent my mother her picture; they really liked her. I didn’t reveal anything. I went to India to tell them. My parents flat-out refused and warned that if I married her against their approval,
I should never return home. They told me to get lost. I was shattered. On the contrary, I found out my mother is arranging my marriage with a family, and I’m losing my mind. I’m deeply hurt and frustrated with how my parents reacted and are treating me, and keep feeding me to k!|| my feelings. I already have hard shits to deal with. I know it’s risky; my life will never be a sitcom, problems will come. They can’t stand by me in what makes me happy. I expected them to support me and not get stuck to their ego. My feelings are important too. I love her. I can’t stop; it’s beyond my control. When I was in India and we became long distance for the first time in 1 year, I felt so empty. I missed her every day. I love her more than she knows. At the same time, I can’t abandon my parents like this. I didn’t hurt them intentionally; my mother is extremely emotional. On the day I was supposed to return to Dubai, she started crying so much again. Most of the Indian friends here I spoke to told me not to do it just because she is Pakistani. However, I didn’t heed their opinions and followed my heart. Nothing could change the love in my heart for her.
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