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Thursday, January 21, 2010

The rest is history....

*Note* One morning around 10 my mom and I wanted Taco Bell, so I drove to get it. I went through the drive thru and admired the cute Indian guy who smiled back at me. He touched my hand when he gave me my change. Im a dork for remembering that part lol.

Over the 2008 Christmas season I worked at New York and Company. I was new to Michigan, going to school and single. There were new associates getting hired in and one of them was a girl named Neha. I havee always been interested in the culture, religions, languages...pretty much anything of India, so I of course had a lot of questions. Neha is such a sweetheart, she answered all my questions and then some.

One evening at work Neha came in (at this point I was always happy to work with Neha) and the topic of the evening was arranged marriages and the possibility of it in her life. I inquired about her brother, insisting if he was single I would happy to be arranged with him, although it was only meant as a joke. She was serious when she said "He is seeing someone but they aren't going to work out. He's cute too". I laughed it off.

The following week was my last at New York and Company, I had put my two weeks in. Neha and I exchanged numbers to keep in touch.

The following day Chester and I were going on base to get my Military ID card. When I got a text message from a 586 number. Its a MI number and I assumed it was my friend Mindy saying "Hey". Being the gangsta that I am I replied "What up homie ". I looked at the number again after I sent it and realized the last digits were not Mindy's and I quickly sent back a text "This isnt Mindy, is it?"

And thus a relationship was born! We agreed to go on a date on Monday, two days away. He was 20 minutes late (I will tell you about Indian time later) and we had a great time. We went to Applebees, I learned he is a vegetarian, he learned I loved bacon. We went to the movies and saw "Taken". We hugged at the end of the night and he danced to Indian music after I asked if he had any in the vehicle.

He was the cute Indian guy at Taco Bell.

The rest is history.<3

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