Your city is beautifully ruthless
NRI, came Nagar sometime ago. So far the city is slow and still in survival mode. Power cuts and water supply is limited. Observed that most men are desperate. Figured out they aren’t desperate, they are lonely. They need someone to talk to. Women are conservative. There’s inter-dependance, not independence among the people. Every man and woman answers with a survival instinct. Everyone is in a survival rush, nobody respects what they put inside their bodies. Most of the people have migrated outside the city. Only ones left are with some steady jobs, businesses and ones who migrate from villages. You try to talk with an opposite gender, you’re looked on as if you are caught stealing Kohinoor. All the young men are desperately trying to figure out how to meet woman. Texting on instagram, no dating apps. It’s comfort if you don’t want to achieve anything in life. The ones who want to achieve have to get out of this place. I lived here during my early teens, recently realised how ruthless the city can be to you. It got better when you leave India. You find blondes, brunettes, Brazilians, and now you’re back to India to stay atleast a year or your Indian citizenship will be revoked as you’re cursed to have south asian genes, in a city which tells you that no matter what you have achieved, we are still closed for you. We do not care where you are from, we cannot mix with other people as it’s what been taught to us since we were kids.