The adventures of a Delhi girl meeting her arrange marriage prospects
Encounter 1: We are meeting at a restaurant, somewhere central to both of us. He is late, but that’s alright; Delhi’s traffic is satanic if nothing else. He finally arrives, we shake hands and after the ‘hellos and the how are yous’ type formalities are over, it’s down to business. He seems quite alright, well […]
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