21M wanting to participate in a full marathon but unable to find any marathon events in delhi except cognizant, which also takes place in Feb, i wanted something at the end of the year, though I'm participating in the sekhon half marathon. Are there any other full marathons in delhi??
21M wanting to participate in a full marathon but unable to find any marathon events in delhi except cognizant, which also takes place in Feb, i wanted something at the end of the year, though I'm participating in the sekhon half marathon. Are there any other full marathons in delhi??
21M and went on a date with a 23F. We knew each other through a mutual friend but had never actually met in person.
I've dated quite a few people before, but talking to her just felt... easy. She seemed like someone who likes to take things slowly, so we spent about a month just texting before deciding to meet for lunch.
I brought her flowers, which is something I do on every first date. She was incredibly sweet and told me, "This is actually my first date. I've never been on one before." Lunch went really well. She kept saying she was enjoying my company, which made me feel great.
Afterwards, we planned to visit a museum, but it was closed. Since we're both huge movie lovers, I suggested watching Obsession because I really wanted to see it.
She looked at me and asked, "Do you really want to go?" I said, "Of course! It's supposed to be a great movie." So we went to buy tickets.
She asked me which seats we should buy?
Without thinking, I confidently said, "Top row, third row from the back, middle seats."
My date gave me the weirdest look and asked, "Are you sure? You don't want the corner seats?"
I was completely confused and replied, "No! The middle seats are the best. That's how you're supposed to enjoy a movie!"
For context, I genuinely don't make out in movie theatres. I just wanted the best view of the screen. 😭
The cashier looked at both of us and asked, "Sir... are you sure?"
I doubled down.
"Yes."😭
My date made the funniest face and started laughing. At that point, I still had absolutely no idea what was happening 😭😭. We watched the movie, loved it, and spent the whole ride back talking.
When I dropped her home, she said, "This was such a beautiful date. It was a great first date, and you've set the bar really high." Then, just before leaving, she looked at me and said, "You're like Nobita." (Its a doremon character, who's slow asf)😭😭
I laughed and told her, "Funny enough, Nobita was actually my childhood nickname." She smiled and said, "Yeah... that makes sense." 😭😭😭😭😭
I drove home thinking I'd absolutely nailed the date. It wasn't until much later that I realised what probably happened.
She literally gave me multiple chances to pick the corner seats 😭.
Peak Nobita behaviour. 😭
Then she ghosted me the very next day.
TL;DR of all the ways to mess up a date, being too obsessed with the optimal seats has to be the most ridiculous one. 😭
21M and went on a date with a 23F. We knew each other through a mutual friend but had never actually met in person.
I've dated quite a few people before, but talking to her just felt... easy. She seemed like someone who likes to take things slowly, so we spent about a month just texting before deciding to meet for lunch.
I brought her flowers, which is something I do on every first date. She was incredibly sweet and told me, "This is actually my first date. I've never been on one before." Lunch went really well. She kept saying she was enjoying my company, which made me feel great.
Afterwards, we planned to visit a museum, but it was closed. Since we're both huge movie lovers, I suggested watching Obsession because I really wanted to see it.
She looked at me and asked, "Do you really want to go?" I said, "Of course! It's supposed to be a great movie." So we went to buy tickets.
She asked me which seats we should buy?
Without thinking, I confidently said, "Top row, third row from the back, middle seats."
My date gave me the weirdest look and asked, "Are you sure? You don't want the corner seats?"
I was completely confused and replied, "No! The middle seats are the best. That's how you're supposed to enjoy a movie!"
For context, I genuinely don't make out in movie theatres. I just wanted the best view of the screen. 😭
The cashier looked at both of us and asked, "Sir... are you sure?"
I doubled down.
"Yes."😭
My date made the funniest face and started laughing. At that point, I still had absolutely no idea what was happening 😭😭. We watched the movie, loved it, and spent the whole ride back talking.
When I dropped her home, she said, "This was such a beautiful date. It was a great first date, and you've set the bar really high." Then, just before leaving, she looked at me and said, "You're like Nobita." 😭😭
I laughed and told her, "Funny enough, Nobita was actually my childhood nickname." She smiled and said, "Yeah... that makes sense." 😭😭😭😭😭
I drove home thinking I'd absolutely nailed the date. It wasn't until much later that I realised what probably happened.
She literally gave me multiple chances to pick the corner seats 😭.
Peak Nobita behaviour. 😭
Then she ghosted me the very next day.
Of all the ways to mess up a date, being too obsessed with the optimal seats has to be the most ridiculous one. 😭
20M. A few months ago, I got drunk and called my mum to wish her a happy birthday. I was completely wasted. At some point, I asked her how old she was.
She laughed and said, "I'm 50.
At the time, I didn't think much of it. I love my mum more than anything. She's one of the strongest, kindest people I know. The conversation ended, and life moved on.
Later, though, it hit me.
I've moved to another city. I only go home once every six months, usually for a week or two. Suddenly, the idea that my parents are getting older became real. The house I grew up in isn't permanent. The people who made it feel like home won't be there forever.
Not long after, I had a dream that my mum had died.
I woke up shaken. In the dream, I went back home, but it didn't feel like home anymore. My dad was still there, and I love him dearly, but everything felt different. Empty. Wrong.
I remember saying to him, "It's not home anymore. It's just a house."
That dream has stayed with me.
So if you're putting off a visit, make the trip. Call your parents. Stay a little longer when you go home. Life has a way of making us think there's always more time.
One day you'll walk through a door you've walked through a thousand times before, and realise it doesn't feel the same.
Everything is temporary.
What makes a place home isn't the walls. It's the people waiting for you inside.
20M. A few months ago, I got drunk and called my mum to wish her a happy birthday. I was completely wasted. At some point, I asked her how old she was.
She laughed and said, "I'm 50."
At the time, I didn't think much of it. I love my mum more than anything. She's one of the strongest, kindest people I know. The conversation ended, and life moved on.
Later, though, it hit me.
I've moved to another city. I only go home once every six months, usually for a week or two. Suddenly, the idea that my parents are getting older became real. The house I grew up in isn't permanent. The people who made it feel like home won't be there forever.
Not long after, I had a dream that my mum had died.
I woke up shaken. In the dream, I went back home, but it didn't feel like home anymore. My dad was still there, and I love him dearly, but everything felt different. Empty. Wrong.
I remember saying to him, "It's not home anymore. It's just a house."
That dream has stayed with me.
So if you're putting off a visit, make the trip. Call your parents. Stay a little longer when you go home. Life has a way of making us think there's always more time.
One day you'll walk through a door you've walked through a thousand times before, and realise it doesn't feel the same.
Everything is temporary.
What makes a place home isn't the walls. It's the people waiting for you inside.
20M. A few months ago, I got drunk and called my mum to wish her a happy birthday. I was completely wasted. At some point, I asked her how old she was.
She laughed and said, "I'm 50.
At the time, I didn't think much of it. I love my mum more than anything. She's one of the strongest, kindest people I know. The conversation ended, and life moved on.
Later, though, it hit me.
I've moved to another city. I only go home once every six months, usually for a week or two. Suddenly, the idea that my parents are getting older became real. The house I grew up in isn't permanent. The people who made it feel like home won't be there forever.
Not long after, I had a dream that my mum had died.
I woke up shaken. In the dream, I went back home, but it didn't feel like home anymore. My dad was still there, and I love him dearly, but everything felt different. Empty. Wrong.
I remember saying to him, "It's not home anymore. It's just a house."
That dream has stayed with me.
So if you're putting off a visit, make the trip. Call your parents. Stay a little longer when you go home. Life has a way of making us think there's always more time.
One day you'll walk through a door you've walked through a thousand times before, and realise it doesn't feel the same.
Everything is temporary.
What makes a place home isn't the walls. It's the people waiting for you inside.