

[M4F] Bangalore - My pragmatic brain runs a factory, but my "loud lover" heart just got ghosted(?).
Edit :
Was asked to add this: I'm 31, 5'10 and weigh 98kgs!
Yes, a lot of women here have wished me the best and complimented my general attitude towards life and personality.
No, I haven't received any DMs with rishatas 😂
TL;DR:
>!I'm a pragmatic business owner but an unapologetic over-investor in dating. I recently chased a JeevanSaathi match, showed up at her house with 11 roses and a sunflower, but got hit with a "Haha yes!" slow fade. It made me realize I’m done with 100/0 relationships where I do all the emotional heavy lifting. I’m looking for a true 50/50 teammate who matches my "heart on my sleeve" energy, enjoys simple things like street food on the hood of my car, and will actually put in the effort to meet me halfway.!<
My day job involves running a kids' furniture workshop and managing my showroom. I deal with raw material shortage and last minute schedule shuffles, which means I know exactly how to assess the situation and cut my losses.
But last weekend, my heart completely bypassed my brain. I ended up sitting in my car outside a girl's house in Indiranagar at 11:15 PM, holding 11 red roses and a sunflower.
I’ll admit it right off the bat, because I’m not perfect:
* I am an unapologetic over-investor.
* I am terrible at playing the "nonchalant" dating game.
* I wear my heart on my sleeve.
* I get anxious when I'm met with silence.
* My friends literally had to stage a WhatsApp intervention to tell me to stop coming on so strong.
I'm writing this post today because the arranged marriage route just handed me a brutal reality check, and I want to try finding a genuine connection on my own terms.
Here’s the story of my fiasco.
I matched with a girl who was amazing, but we were operating at totally different speeds. She’s a busy growth marketer building her own D2C brand, riding the high of a viral reel, and managing a 1.5k-person WhatsApp community.
During Date 2, a miscommunication left me stranded near her house with that bouquet. So, I did what any practical guy who refuses to let fresh flowers die would do... I drove to her place, picked her up, and we went to get ice cream, then Papa John’s.
The vibe in the car was incredible. We bantered about Google Maps directions, she got on a massive pizza high, and things felt effortlessly genuine. But when the night ended, I took my friends' advice. I stepped back and told her the next date was 100% on her to plan.
The next day, I got a random 10 PM photo of the flowers in her vase. I sent a warm reply.
Her response? *"Haha yes!"* And then... days of complete radio silence.
My brain knows the truth. We had a 9/36 Kundli score, she said that's bad because her parents are orthodox. I was carrying 100% of the emotional heavy lifting in a 100/0 dynamic. But my heart still spent three days desperately wanting to double-text her.
That fiasco made me realize exactly what I'm actually looking for.
I don’t want a dynamic where I’m constantly chasing, waiting for one-word replies, or competing with an Instagram algorithm for basic bandwidth.
I’m not looking for a "perfect girl." I don't have a checklist.
I’m looking for a teammate.
I want the kind of peaceful life where a random Tuesday means coming home from the factory completely burnt out, turning our brains off, and eating street-side Pav Bhaji or a 99-variety dosa on the hood of my car.
I want someone who will argue with me over which movie to watch.
Someone who will tell me when my business ideas are terrible.
Someone who will playfully refuse to send me the selfie we just took together.
And someone who will actually plan a date when I'm too exhausted to make decisions.
I am a guy who will unapologetically show up for you, buy you the flowers, and be your biggest hype man. But I want someone who wants to meet me halfway.
If you believe a relationship is a 50/50 split of effort, and you aren't afraid of a guy who is a little loud about how much he cares, I’d love to hear from you.
(And if I missed anything, or if you just want to roast my 11-rose Indiranagar pivot in the comments, feel free. My friends already have.)