Ok, I can't do it. I thought I could, but really, I can't!
I tried. Can't do it.
I can't even bring myself to dress up in a sari and take a photo. Forget dressing up and getting married!
Arranged marriages are great maybe, but they're not for me.
I was plotting my escape before I even realised it.
I can go back to Delhi. I'm a smart, hard-working person and I have friends who can help me out. So I can get a job there. I'll leave.
I'm feeling so much better now that I've decided.
I'll tell them nicely to leave me alone as far as marriage is concerned.
If they don't listen, then I'll leave.
But I don't wanna leave really. Not yet.
I want to be with my sister for awhile.
I left when she was 10, and now she's 17. We've just begun to get to know each other and love each other again. I want to be there for her.
And I'm just beginning to discover a Dubai that I hadn't even known existed. I want to see more of that. I was living a protected life here, knowing nothing and consequently, learning nothing.
But now it's different, and I like it.
I will leave if I have to.
I just hope it doesn't come to that.