Picture this: Our families have exchanged glances, shared meals, and nodded approvingly. The elders seem convinced that we’re a ‘perfect match.’ But let’s be real—only we get to decide that.

So, before we take the plunge, I thought, why not have an honest conversation? Not through a checklist, but through this letter—where I tell you exactly who I am and the life I wish to live. If our worlds align, great! If not, no hard feelings. At least, we’ll have saved each other from years of mismatched expectations.

Before you think of this as just another marriage talk, let’s flip the script. Picture yourself as the person I am writing this letter. I feel thrilled —writing a message to the person who might become your lifelong teammate. This isn’t a list of demands or conditions. It’s an honest, humorous, and slightly unconventional way of saying, This is me. Do we align?

Now, let’s begin.

To the One Who Might Call Me His Wife,

We all know how typical introductions go—name, job, hobbies, and the classic “I love long walks.” (Which, by the way, I actually do.) But let’s cut to the real story.

I love writing—not just as a hobby, but as a way of understanding the world. You might find me lost in thought, scribbling down ideas at odd hours, or turning everyday moments into words. But don’t worry, I promise not to turn our disagreements into tragic monologues… "unless the situation is too spicy and dramatic to deserve an episode in my journal!"

I love deep conversations, but I also thrive on nonsense talk—the kind where we debate which fictional character would win in a fight or whether pineapple truly belongs on pizza.

I value the small moments—spontaneous plans, shared silence, late-night walks, and laughing until we forget what was funny in the first place. I believe in celebrating love in everyday ways - an unexpected chocolate bar, or even stealing the last bite of your dessert just to see you pretend to be mad.

Movies? I enjoy them, but let me be clear—I will never be the heroine who tolerates everything for the sake of love. An alcoholic husband? A cheating partner? Uncontrolled anger issues? No, thank you.

“I have always believed that love should be a place of peace, not a battlefield. If I bring kindness, respect, and honesty into a relationship, I deserve the same in return. No compromises.”

Now, let’s talk games. Chess is my favorite, but my love for games doesn’t stop there. I can go from childish to competitive in no time. If the doorbell rings, don’t be surprised if I challenge you to a round of Rock-Paper-Scissors to decide who answers it. Loser does the task! It’s the little playful moments that make life fun, don’t you think?Let’s settle life’s biggest debates in the proper way—over a chessboard. Want a boys’ trip to Goa? Win against me in chess, and you will have my blessing. Lose? Well… guess you’re staying home and spending a quite evening..Fair deal. right?

I wish for a partner who finds joy in the simplest things—dancing and singing in the rain, making up ridiculous songs while cooking, or laughing over inside jokes no one else understands. I believe life isn’t just about the big milestones but also about celebrating the everyday moments.

I don’t believe in staying stagnant. Let’s learn something new together—maybe a language, a sport, or even how to make the perfect cup of chai. (And even if we fail, at least we’ll have fun trying!)

Travel is my kind of adventure. I love immersing myself in different cultures, traditions, and experiences—renting outfits with friends, celebrating different festivals each month, and keeping my curiosity alive without splurging unnecessarily.

I deeply value family, and I want to make one thing clear—I will see your parents as our parents. Not because it’s a duty, but because I truly want to. I never had grandparents growing up, and I believe our children should experience that love. If I show genuine love, I know they will shower our children with the same warmth.

"After all, love is contagious."

Financial independence is important to me. I carefully manage my money—home loans, savings, and meaningful experiences. By the end of it, I often have zero extra rupees lying around. So, if you’re expecting anything beyond what I choose to share, let’s clear that up now—it’s not happening.

At home, I believe in a mix of discipline and fun. Fridays? Cleaning day. Saturday? Washing day. Everyone joins in, no negotiations. Sundays? I fast in the morning for health, but after that, I insist we all should cook and eat together—because nothing strengthens a family like shared meals.

Music? Always. Whether I’m cooking or unwinding, it will be playing in the background, setting the mood.

And now, the ultimate negotiation—dinner. My request? You cook dinner every night. In return, I’ll make lunch every day and wake you up with bed coffee. Sounds fair, doesn’t it?

There’s one thing I feel strongly about—respect. It doesn’t disappear overnight; it fades in small moments—sometimes masked as humor, sometimes dismissed as “it’s just a joke.” And one day, without realizing it, disrespect wins. I have no problem with playful teasing (I love a good joke and don’t get offended easily), but I also believe in knowing where to draw the line.

At the same time, I don’t want either of us to be afraid of sharing our thoughts. If we ever hesitate to speak up, worrying about how the other will react, that’s a real problem. Communication should be open, honest, and safe.

I also believe in a simple rule—when we’re having meals or deep conversations, let’s put our phones away. In a world that’s always buzzing, I want us to have moments of undistracted presence.

And one more small wish—let’s leave each other notes. A random post-it on the fridge, a sudden text in the middle of the day—just little reminders that we matter to each other.

Now, before you start thinking I’m listing demands—relax! I’m not ordering any of this. This is just me, the real me. This is the life I wish to live, the values I hold dear.

So, now that you know my story, it’s time for the most important question—what about you?

I’ve shared my past (my three hilariously awkward crushes, which aren’t worth elaborating on). Now, tell me about yours. Any legendary crushes? Embarrassing childhood moments? Weird but wonderful habits? I’m listening.

"Well, that’s me—flaws, quirks, and all. No filters, no pretense. So, tell me… do we align? Would you share this adventure with me?

Think carefully before you answer. This decision should be truly yours, not just a reflection of your parents’ expectations. Because at the end of the day, it’s you who will be living this life, shaping its joys and challenges.

I often wonder—do we sometimes call something a sacrifice when, deep down, it’s just fear in disguise? It’s easier to say, “I did this for my family,” than to pause and ask ourselves, “Is this truly what I want?” But I believe life should be lived with conviction, not quiet doubts. I don’t want us to look back one day and wonder if we shaped our own path or simply followed one that was already drawn for us. I want us to choose with clarity, with a heart full of certainty, not with a lingering what if.

So, if we choose each other, let it be because we truly want this—because something about us feels right, easy, and real. Not out of obligation, not out of fear, and certainly not because it was simply expected. And if your answer is no, that’s okay too—because at the end of the day, we all deserve a love that feels right.

If your answer is yes, then let’s talk about the fun details—kids, pets, travel destinations, and all the little things that can make life colorful. And if it’s a no? No hard feelings. Life moves on, and we’ll both be busy chasing our own joys and tackling our own challenges. But in the end, how beautiful our lives turning out is always in our own hands.

But if you say ‘yes,’ just know that you’re signing up for Rock-Paper-Scissors battles, Friday cleaning wars, and—most importantly—a life filled with laughter, respect, and real love.

Yours (if you say yes),

A Possible Partner-in-Crime

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