Why do Indian families feel that if a man has lost his purpose in life, is abusive, or suffers from any addictions, the best thing to do for him would be to get him married?

At last there was someone who valued me for who I was, what I thought. He didn’t want me for his physical needs but for his mental fulfilment. I wanted it too.

One man had actually asked her how often she throw her “gyan” amongst the family members. Priya had dismissed it as a joke. But now she knew that the man meant it seriously.

The poet remembers her romance in times not so connected on social media, a vintage love that has its own charm, that she wants to share with the next generation.

The 'boy' was perfect for my cousin Neha. But Neha wasn't convinced that this was the right family for her to marry into. Why did the prospective bride refuse?