r/Chandigarh

So when I moved to Chandigarh for studies, I took a PG in Sector 15 because everyone said its the “student hub” and safest area.

At first everything was perfect. Clean room, decent food, aunty was soft spoken and chill type. I thought I got lucky.

But slowly things started getting off.

She had this habit of keeping track of timings. Like if I come 10 mins late she’ll be like “aaj der ho gayi?” in a very observing way. Not normal curiosity, more like she already knew.

Then one day I realised she somehow knew things I never told her. Like I skipped dinner outside once and she goes “aaj bahar kha ke aaye ho na?” I never informed.

Later I found out she had told the guard to note down every time I leave and enter. Even asking him who I’m with sometimes. That felt very weird.

But the real creepy part was inside the PG.

There was this common hall and aunty would just sit there quietly at night, lights off mostly, just watching who comes in. No phone, nothing. Just sitting.

One night I went to fill water around 2 AM and she was already there sitting in the dark. She suddenly says “raat ko zyada jagna theek nahi hota.” I swear my heart dropped.

After that I started noticing small things. My room items slightly moved, like someone entered when I wasn’t there. Once my cupboard was not exactly how I left it.

I asked her indirectly and she smiled and said “safai karwai thi.”

Final straw was when she asked me randomly, “tumhare mummy papa ko bataun tum late aate ho?” That was it.

I shifted within a week.

Later another guy told me she keeps “extra control” on boys she finds “shareef type.”

read thru the himachli reddit page(infatuated with hr,pb,up) also went and read incidents where upto 100 himachlis will gang up a single punjabi haryana guy.Tolls on non himachlis ur banned from buying property in himachal,but a himachali can buy whatever he wants here.Why do they crave conservatism while being migrants themselves all over.

Hello all, I'm a remote worker considering moving to Panchkula/ Mohali with my parents in their mid to late 50s. We're considering renting (initially) flats/apartments & not floors shared by owners.

Please suggest some decent areas in Panchkula/ Mohali considering the following:

1. Water supply
2. Electricity/ min. Power cuts
3. Health facilities, Hospitals
4. Waste disposal
5. Other stuff like safety, law & order, waterlogging etc...any other points that I missed 🙈

Would be grateful for all inputs/ pros & cons of both locations 🙏

Thanks, looking forward!

M21 here. Might be a slightly long read.

I moved to Chandigarh in 2023. I was fat my entire life, but around 8 months before coming here, I lost all the body fat and realized I wasn’t that bad-looking. Life started going well—I was getting attention almost everywhere, something I had never felt before. Initially, it was amazing. My uni life was great, my social life was on point.

I always had a private Instagram, but I started getting requests from mutuals of mutuals in Chandigarh. Coming from an insecure childhood and a very small city in Punjab, I always wanted to be one of those “cool kids.” The kids from schools like Strawberry Fields, Mount Carmel, Sacred Heart Girls School, Saint Kabir, Stephen’s, etc.—they were exactly the people I wanted to meet and interact with, both online and in person. I remember having this strong urge to impress them and be accepted by them.

I’m sharing my journey, so excuse me if I come across as arrogant. I would often find myself in situations where girls assumed I must have had many girlfriends or that I was some kind of f-boy. In reality, I would get attached to people very easily. To this day, I haven’t had alcohol, cigarettes, vaped, or anything like that. But wanting to be in those “cool” circles, I almost slipped into that lifestyle—thankfully, I didn’t.

I would get DMs from guys blackmailing me about talking to their girlfriends, even though I was never that type of guy. To my surprise, I would later find out that the girls were lying to them about being single. This kept happening multiple times.

Here’s where it gets bad. Even though I initially felt good about the attention, I slowly got addicted to it. Whenever I started talking to a girl, I would lie about my hometown (I thought it ruined my status). I would lie about having past relationships—even though I never had any. Validation-seeking behavior showed up in every conversation. I couldn’t stand anyone being better than me—whether it was singing, speaking, playing guitar, looks, or even height. It was childish and messed up, I know.

At the same time, despite validation-seeking from things God gave me—like singing, looks, and communication—I never took action on things that actually needed improvement. I got deeply involved in circles of posh people from Chandigarh University, Chitkara, SD, MCM, DAV, etc. I was a complete teetotaler, yet I got so caught up in that lifestyle that I failed my first two semesters and had to reappear in all of them.

I was constantly involved in gossip, hanging out with rich kids, pretending to be one of them (which I definitely wasn’t). They were fashionable, had great outfits, great music taste—but were heavily involved in alcohol, cigarettes, and especially hookups. That lifestyle didn’t align with me at all.

I’m the kind of guy who believes in:

1. Having one woman for life and keeping body count as low as possible (just my opinion, I respect others’ views).

2. Never being addicted to any substance.

3. Hating any kind of disloyalty.

4. Being an empathetic person.

5. Being highly career-oriented.

My values never aligned with theirs. Yet I kept sabotaging myself—wasting time with them, taking pictures, posting them, hanging out, then coming back and regretting wasting another day. Deep down, I knew it was all validation-seeking.

I eventually started dating my first girlfriend—from those same circles. For the first time, I felt a genuine connection. Somehow, I convinced her I wasn’t an f-boy and didn’t have a double-digit body count. But her friends didn’t like me. They constantly talked negatively about me, and I still don’t fully know why. After 2.5 months, she left me on a random Monday.

That breakup hit hard. I went back into validation-seeking mode to fill the void. It got so bad that lying became my first instinct. Looking good became something I did only for others, just to fit in. Meanwhile, I still wasn’t doing the important things—studying, improving mental health, practicing self-love, or taking real action to build actual self-esteem.

There’s a Hindi saying: “Jo hota hai, woh achhe ke liye hota hai.” That became real for me. When she left, I was genuinely broken. I remember opening up to my dad for the first time in 20 years—crying in front of him, talking about everything.

That moment changed everything. It marked the beginning of a deep relationship with my dad. He became the mentor and friend I truly needed. Through our conversations, I realized my validation-seeking came from not fulfilling the promises I made to myself daily—lying, not studying, not working hard, not being competent, not being truthful.

I had ambition, but my effort didn’t match it. And when ambition doesn’t match effort, self-esteem drops—and validation-seeking increases. In my case, it was even easier because of looks and other attributes.

When I turned 21 in late 2025, I slowly started working on myself. I started small but stayed consistent. I tried therapy—it helped, but it was expensive, so I left. I tried medication—felt okay, but left that too. Eventually, I relied on meditation, hard work, and becoming a man of my word.

I quit social media completely—stopped seeing what others were doing, stopped posting, and eventually deleted my account. I meditated for an hour every day, trained harder in the gym, and studied for long hours.

Now, I’ve finally found peace within myself. I’m with people I genuinely want to be with—without worrying about how I look to them. I speak the truth about everything—my past, my fake shoes, low grades, insecurities, small-town background. I stand on my beliefs and have found people who align with them.

I’ve cleared almost all 14 backlogs in college—only 2 are left, and I’ll clear them before the end of third year. Yes, things got messed up badly, but I made something out of it. I’m genuinely proud of that.

Chandigarh has been a beautiful chapter of my life. It gave me experiences that helped me find myself, and I’ll always be grateful for it. I’ll probably move to Bangalore soon as my skills improve, but I don’t think any city will ever be this close to my heart.

Ik it was kinda corny, but I had to come here and talk about it because it might help someone.  I’m not really a very, very bad guy😭, so I’m open to talking to people here if they want to share their journeys or just talk about it.yes i did use chat gpt for the grammatical errors and making it easy to read by adding paragraphs

I had one of the worst experiences today with Rapido and I genuinely don’t know what to do next…

I was travelling from Chandigarh to Panchkula for some work, and booked a ride thinking it’ll be smooth and quick. But bhai, the driver was extremely rude from the start… zero civic sense, zero respect. The way he was talking was honestly so uncomfortable.

On top of that, he literally looted me. The app showed an estimated fare of ₹205, but at the end he forced me to pay ₹300. Jab maine question kiya, he showed some fake/unreal payment receipt and started arguing aggressively. I didn’t want to escalate the situation on the road, so I paid and left.

Worst part? He didn’t even return the change. Pure scam vibes.

Matlab safety ka bhi issue hai and trust ka bhi. If this is how drivers behave, then what’s the point of using these apps?

I feel like I tick most boxes — financially stable, non-smoker/non-drinker, single, not too traditional, don’t believe in caste, and not into dowry. Pretty normal guy overall.

But it’s been… interesting.

A lot of matches seem more focused on moving to Canada than actually building something real (I’m a Canadian citizen in India). No judgment — just makes things confusing.

Also seeing some wild expectations sometimes — like earning under 20K but wanting a partner making 2L+.

So just curious:

- Guys — same experience?

- Girls — what’s it like from your side?

Not ranting, just trying to understand 🙂