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Confession#70

Today, when I woke up my mom greeted me with an awkward hug. And by that I knew something was up.So she gave me this beautiful piece of advice. She said, "Don't you do any love affairs. We're gonna find you a very good husband who'd take you to America, where you so wanted to be." I was like "Oh really?" I mean look at me. Am I that much qualified to get someone who's happened to be an immigrant of damn freaking America?. I barely stay awake, I don't do any kind of chores because I am super lazy. I am also a  suckish student. oh most importantly I am not so attractive.I don't talk to boys unless I am spoken to. So. Love affairs and Me? Doesn't make any sense. And about getting a Bengali-American husband? Yeah like they're so easy to get!

Then nanu said, my aunties (khalamoni) already started the Man-hunt. They even thought of one but the man is 10 years older than me. So it got denied. My jaw dropped. I was like are they gonna marry me off at 18? Then my mom said, "Hell no. We'll wait for 5 years and you better get admitted to some public university." I was thinking,should I tell them that I like men older my age? Maybe that 28 year old is worth a chance? And my sister joined in "You see. you'd miss a very good offer if you ever get involved in love-affairs." 
I am just delighted by the plans they're making. If that work out, being single for now wouldn't hurt;)











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