Would you choose money over love?

Anjalika Jhangiani
Girl Calling a Guy

My best friend’s destination wedding. I had waited for it forever. She was the apple of my eye. She picked Jaipur for her wedding. The groom was from Delhi. A few of us were invited a day early, including me. It was then that I saw him. He was the groom’s best friend.

I had never met him before but spent nights stalking his Facebook profile (later he confessed, he had too!). I wasn’t a believer in love at first sight; I completely loathed it. But you know what they say about love if it’s meant to happen, it will. I had fallen for this man the minute I laid my eyes on him. Instantly my heart screamed ‘you are marrying this guy’ but my mind said, shut up, you are 24!

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That night, our first, we chatted from 3:00 in the early hours to 8:30 over one cup of coffee. I had never been so drawn to any man before. We spoke about life: past, present, future, our mistakes, flaws and the true meaning of the word ‘soul mate.’ He was perfect. To me. For me. At the end of three days, we had held hands, kissed, hugged, laughed, cried and got drunk together. Before we knew it, he had to leave for Delhi and me for Mumbai. He held my hand and told me, “I already miss you. I am going to come and get you wherever you are.” I was ecstatic; I was in love.

We talked all day, all night. We Skyped shared secrets and family matters. It wasn’t too long before he confessed his love and his desire to marry me.

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I would wake up to his ‘I love you’ and sleep to his ‘You will be my wife.’ He flew down to Mumbai soon and I met his Mumbai based family. They were quite welcoming and I spent a couple of nights with them while he was here. We went to the most elite restaurants for dinner. Our first date was at Olives at Bandra. I wore a red gown and him, a blue shirt. Everyone watched us as we made our way in (I get goosebumps just writing this!). We watched movies, shopped, danced and even made coffee together. I was a smoker but whilst with him, it was a strict no-no. Besides, I did not want to upset him and was on my way to quitting.

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‘we both pictured our perfect future’ Image Source

We spoke about our marriage and honeymoon destination. Soon enough, I went to Delhi to visit him. He took me to the most popular places and pampered me like a princess. I felt heavenly with him. I loved his house. The view. The balcony. Very few have this luxury in Mumbai. I was at peace in that house. We both pictured our lives in that house after tying the knot. Then it was time for me to go back to Mumbai.

After four months, I said ‘yes’ to his proposal. It was the happiest day of my life. But clichéd as it sounds, life never goes according to plan. He decided to leave. Leave me, those promises, those days and nights we spent together. He left, without saying a word. I was devastated, miserable and lost. I went to Delhi to see him. He refused to see me at first, but after much coaxing, we met for lunch. I cried like a baby. He ate and I cried. He chided me for creating a scene. Finally, he said: “I am sorry, your family doesn’t come from a financial background as strong as ours.”

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Money clinked louder than love that afternoon in Delhi!

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