We said ‘let’s keep it casual’ and then started fighting like a divorced couple over 11:30 pm vada pav plans. I (30M) and her (28F) were a couple of vadapav fiends.
But it's gone now, situationships are volatile sometimes.
The sexual tension was insane but so was the rent, so we stayed emotionally homeless together 🫠
Has anyone faced the same?
Hey!
I am a Delhiite living in Mumbai! I am a filmmaker. And I just finished a project and have some time till I find the next .. what are some budget friendly or free things to do in Mumbai, in this heat? Around Lokhandwala area?
As I observed in last few years in Mumbai that most of the people are lonely after their usual office hours or college classes or whatever they are pursuing in their life but no one is comfortable in sharing those lonely feelings with others and they assume that others will judge them or they will laugh on them. I think there is no such things as dating apps as these are a way to scam a such lonely person because they know that such peoples are desperate to find friend or partner who listen to them and understand them.
I want to ask there is any way to find genuine friends or partner in location like Mumbai ??
Let me know your taughts.
Open-minded 38F interested in selective multi-guy meetups. Strictly no solo meet requests
Hi,
I’m an adult male looking to connect with a woman who is genuinely interested in ABF (adult breastfeeding relationship). For me, this is about trust, comfort, and building a respectful dynamic where both people feel safe and understood.
I’m especially interested in connecting with someone open to induced lactation, but only with full consent, proper care, and at a pace that feels right for both of us. Communication and mutual boundaries are very important to me.
I’m patient, respectful, and value a real connection over anything rushed. If this is something you’re also curious about or experienced in, feel free to reach out and we can talk more.
Please be 18+.
Thanks for reading.
Me currently 163 cm M am wanting to increase height by atleast 8-10 cm
I’m in my 19s so can anybody suggest what can I do for it?!?!
I have currently joined a gym for physical activity (I do hanging for 15 sec 3 times)
Also am joining swimming membership soon
Please suggest what I’m missing up on guys!!!
So hey guys, long story short — there’s this girl I really like.
We’ve never actually met though. Every single time we tried, fate somehow separated us 😭
But tomorrow… we’re finally meeting.
She’s kinda nerdy, loves cricket, introverted, cute, and honestly I’m way too nervous about this whole thing.
I’m trying to figure out the best restaurant to take her to for dinner in Mumbai. I want something with:
The places I currently have in mind are:
Budget is around ₹4k.
So please suggest:
Nothing 18+ please 😭
I’m 22, just genuinely excited and nervous to finally meet someone I really like.
Mid-30s, married, and navigating a relationship where physical intimacy has gradually faded.
On paper, life looks stable and fulfilling, but I’ve come to realize how deeply I miss affection, meaningful touch, and the sense of connection that comes with being desired. As time passes, that absence feels more significant.
I’m hoping to connect with a mature, like-minded woman or couple who may be experiencing something similar and would appreciate an honest, respectful connection. Sometimes it helps to talk to someone who truly understands what’s missing and what we’re all quietly longing for.
About me: well-educated, professionally established, well-traveled, and easy to talk to. I value emotional maturity, discretion, mutual respect, and building trust at a comfortable pace.
If this resonates with you, I’d love to connect, share our experiences, and see where the conversation leads.
Hey fellas,
I’m a 36 yr old mother to a 3 year old boy. I live in Bangalore. Initially, I was working but not that at moment. I met a professional person from my field via whatsapp group and since I was low and going through a bad phase, I allowed him to enter my life.
It’s been 5 years to my arrange marriage and husband is not available emotionally. He comes to me wherever he seeks sex, else he lives his own life of eating, sleeping, working, drinking and repeat.
Now that this person is 7 year younger to me, unmarried, working in my professional sector came closer and started talking to me physically and emotionally gave support.
Initially he made me feel special by doing all those lovey dovey talks that a woman could cherish- like aankho se paani nhi nikalna- kahi or se nikalana, kabhi rone ka mann ho to call me- im there for u, agar kabhi baby krna hua to u can take my baby, tum kisi or ki biwi ko lekin main tumhe har jagah sex kruga, sex ki fantasies btai muje threesome gangbang and all.
Ab main pehle hi akeli thi or ab ye aa gya isne muje apni aadat daal di. Iske bina muje kuch nhi sujhta.
Ab achanak se bolta hai muje meri 5 saal purani gf k pas vapis jana hai. Muje army ka tyari karna hai. Muje parents ghar se nikal rhe hai. Usne muje linkedin, fb, insta, snap sab par block kr dia ir bolta hai maine nhi kia pta nhi kaise hua.
Or mujse koi contact nhi rakhna chahta.
Now that, i crave for him, as usne muje emotionally apne itne close kar dia ki main uske bina nhi reh paa rhi.
Ghar mein bhi kisi se nhi bnti. Pehle itne promise kia ki tere bday par milunga, May mein milunga ab promise k naam par kuch nhi bolta.
Main mar rhi hu uske bina. Dil to hai ki vhi Mumbai jakar usko maar du ya uske samne khud mar jau. Jine ki aas nhi hai, na koi nokri hai na parivar.
Kya kru main? Hum kabhi nhi mile. Online s\*\* kia usne and nudes share kia. Reh reh k pagal ho rhi hu. Kya kru main.
Kya Mumbaikar maratha log aise hi hote hai jhuthe? Kya koi Mumbaikar meri help kr sakta hai usko vapis laane mein? Im still crying while writing about him.
Maine usse shadi nhi maangi thi, all I said was to stay as good friends. Pehle compliments dekar close laaya or ab ek dum se dur kar dia. Main kya kru.
Pls don’t say to think about my baby. Main thek rhi to baby ka sochungi, main khud thek nhi hu, suicide attempt kr chuki hu. Ye baat kisi se share bhi nhi kr sakti.
Pls help me. He is from Borivali.
He msgs only when he is free from audits, or when he is home at his comfort while being alone at home otherwise ghosts for 2-3 days in a row.
So I am having a very common widespread problem linked to lack of social life..and which has led to a stupid idea.. just want someone mature, non judgemental, logical person to message me where i can be candid (better if she is a female bcz i want a female pov) tbh this isnt a friendship seeking post but just a genuine thought sharing single conversation..i just need one person to talk about this..i am scared of judgement hence not posting out loud. Thanks!
Been working on a small side project recently — it’s a location-based app where you can discover and chat with people nearby.
I’m thinking of testing it in places like colleges, tech parks, cafés, etc. just to see how people actually react to it in real life.
Wanted some honest opinions:
Trying to figure out whether this solves a real problem or if I’m overestimating the need for it.
Happy to share the link if anyone wants to test it and give honest feedback.
Hey
I’m a 29-year-old working professional, new to Mumbai. Decent, grounded, and harmless. Life’s been pretty routine lately, and I’m looking to make a genuine female friend to talk to, share thoughts, and maybe hang out if we vibe.
If you’re from Mumbai (Borivali, Kandivali or nearby) and feel like having a chill conversation, feel free to DM.
A little about me:
> I sing.
> Into fitness/yoga.
> Grounded and respectful.
> Can be funny once I’m comfortable.
> Slightly introverted.
Bonus: I can explain you Physics while stargazing.😄
Years ago, I was in a relationship with a close friend, whom I had known for three years. It was a mutual, consensual, and happy relationship, but it ended abruptly and traumatizingly. Her father discovered our messages and didn't just tell us to stop—he called me for a face-to-face meeting and threatened to file a police complaint if I ever contacted her again.
As a young guy, being threatened with legal action for a consensual relationship was surreal and terrifying. We were forced apart not because we stopped caring, but because of genuine fear.
The Aftermath & The Pact-
At the time, we managed to get one last message through a mutual friend. The sentiment was that we’d try to find our way back to each other once we were older and finished with high school. The response I got from her back then was full of regret and helplessness. It felt like we were both just waiting for the clock to run out so we could be free.
The Current Conflict-
Recently, I finally tried to send a message to see if she was okay or if she wanted to reconnect, now that the "high school" era is long over. I used a secondary account to be discreet and avoid causing her any trouble with her family.
However, I’ve received no response. Since she knows my main social media handles, I’m struggling with the silence. My mind is stuck in a loop: Is she still being monitored? Is she still afraid of her father's past threats? Or has she simply moved on and forgotten the promise we made when things were falling apart?
I’m not looking to "hunt her down" or force a connection. I’m just spiraling because this sudden memory has resurfaced, and I don't know how to interpret the silence.
My Question:
For those who have dealt with "forced" endings or family interference involving threats: how do you distinguish between "she’s still scared" and "she’s just not interested anymore"? How do you move on when you never actually got to say goodbye?
TL;DR: My past relationship was ended by her father’s threat of a police report. We had a plan to reconnect years later, but my recent attempt at contact has been met with silence. I'm struggling to find closure.
28M from Mumbai.
Made a random late-night post here some time ago about a personal experience.
Next day some woman in her 30s messaged me. She was quite and never commented on any posts. No Karma. She had just broken up.
We started talking almost every night after that.
Honestly, I used to look forward to those late night conversations more than I should’ve.
One night out of nowhere she said,
“I want you”
Didn’t really know what to say after that.
Eventually we met, and you know the rest
Crazy how the quietest people on Reddit end up being the most interesting ones.
Hi.
This is another attempt at finding the one for me, with a heart full of hope 💜
I am 32, and I work in finance. I have had the privilege of going to decent B school and doing well academically and professionally.
A Punjabi but a different kind — I don’t drink or smoke and I am a vegetarian.🌱
I earn \\\~50L and while that’s not enough to buy a house just yet, I do dream of building one with my life partner. The idea of setting up home together, living our Pinterest decor ideas excites me. 🏡
My work keeps me busy. So much so that many girls have found it annoying in the past. I am hoping yo find someone who understands and supports me. If I really like you, I will make you pasta 🍝 (hope you like it!)
Someone who is funny, ambitious, and lives life with a lot of positivity. I overthink so words of affirmation would go a long way. Also, if you text me, please be consistent?
Lastly, someone who takes fitness seriously would be ideal :)
So I'm 19 yo from the north part of India out here in juhu on my own since some 5 days and I'm starting to not enjoy my company as much as I thought I would. If any F (strictly F) wanna just meet and hangout or maybe show me the city around or "anything else" can prolly text me.
R
I am 28 and I met her at a workshop in Bandra.
She was 36, married, fit, confident, and had this calm energy about her that kept pulling my attention back to her the entire day.
We exchanged numbers because we worked in similar spaces, and over the next few days our conversations slowly stopped being about work. The flirting was subtle at first, but it was definitely there.
One night she texted me and asked me to come over to her place so we could “continue our conversation properly.”
I already knew what she meant.
When she opened the door, she looked way too good for a normal evening at home. She poured us drinks, sat close to me on the couch, and kept holding eye contact while talking like she wanted me to notice every little thing.
Then her hand touched my thigh and neither of us pretended anymore.
The tension that had been building for days finally snapped. She kissed me and we made love like never before. We both got exactly what we wanted.
Afterwards she just smiled, laid against me, and said, “I really needed that.”
Honestly, ever since that night, I’ve had a serious weakness for mature women. There’s something incredibly attractive about a woman who knows exactly what she wants and isn’t afraid to take it.
Pls tell me guys what has happened to me...
Have you ever met someone so lightly… yet they begin living inside you so deeply that you start losing the person you once were?
Because I think that’s happening to me.
And I don’t know whether to call it love… or madness.
I used to know myself so well. The kind of guy who never bent for anyone. Never waited for replies. Never cared enough to lose sleep over another person.
And now?
Now one girl — a girl I haven’t even properly seen in years — has somehow rearranged the entire architecture of my heart without touching it once.
The last time I saw her was back in 10th class.
Back then she was the school topper. The kind teachers admired. The kind parents compared their children to.
And me?
I was the guy barely trying to survive exams. Barely passing. The kind nobody expected much from.
I still remember one day when my best friend told me to stop dreaming about JEE because “it wasn’t for me.”
Something about those words shattered my ego in the worst way possible.
And maybe that’s what changed my life.
I studied like a man trying to prove his existence to himself. And somehow… against everything people thought about me… I cracked JEE and got into a good government college.
Life moved on.
Years passed.
And somehow the girl who existed only somewhere in the background of my school memories has now become the loudest feeling inside my chest.
I’m 22 now. Working in Mumbai. She’s here too.
And somehow life pushed us back into each other’s orbit through one random Instagram conversation.
That should’ve been all.
But it wasn’t.
At first she used to reply after hours. Sometimes days. Then one day she gave me her WhatsApp and said she barely used that Instagram account anyway.
And somehow… that small shift from Instagram to WhatsApp felt bigger than it should have.
Like the distance between strangers had quietly reduced.
Slowly her messages became part of my routine. Then part of my peace. Then part of my loneliness. And now… somehow… part of my identity.
Some days she talks to me with this warmth that feels almost unreal. Like she genuinely wants to know every tiny thing about me. Like I matter.
And then some days she disappears so coldly that I sit there staring at my phone wondering why someone I barely even have can hurt me this deeply.
She once told me about a situationship she had before me.
How he treated her badly. How she blocked him. How she only wants friendship now.
And I remember reading those messages feeling two emotions at once:
Pain… and hope.
Because some selfish part of me thought:
“If someone hurt her before… maybe I could become the reason she feels safe again.”
And maybe that’s dangerous.
Because now I care too much.
I hate that her delayed replies affect my mood. I hate that I seek her validation in everything now. I hate that my mind keeps orbiting around someone who sometimes calls me “bro.”
Sometimes “brother” when she’s annoyed at me. Sometimes “yaar.”
And the worst thing is…
those tiny words stay in my head longer than they should.
But maybe what scares me most is this:
I think I’m changing because of her.
Not intentionally.
Quietly.
Naturally.
Even the IPL team I support changed because of her. The player I defended for years changed because of her.
And if you knew me personally, you’d understand how impossible that sounds.
I used to argue passionately about those things. They felt like pieces of me.
But one day I realized I had started supporting the players and teams she liked… just so conversations with her could continue a little longer.
And the terrifying thing is…
I didn’t even notice it happening.
That’s how deeply she entered my mind.
One day we spoke about meeting and playing badminton together.
She casually mentioned she didn’t own a racket.
So I ordered one for her.
She still doesn’t know.
And then while buying shoes for myself, there was this orange Yonex pair I genuinely loved. Like genuinely loved.
Before all this, I would’ve bought them without asking a soul.
But instead I sent her a few other options and asked which one she liked better.
She chose the white pair.
So I bought white.
Not because I liked them more. Not because they looked better.
But because somewhere along the way, her choices started feeling more important than mine.
And after placing the order I just sat there staring at the screen wondering when exactly I stopped belonging completely to myself.
And the weirdest part?
For almost three months now, life keeps refusing to let us meet.
Whenever I’m in Mumbai, she’s in her hometown. Whenever she comes back, somehow I end up leaving for mine.
It’s like timing itself keeps pulling us apart right before we cross paths.
Almost like the universe wants this feeling to stay unfinished a little longer.
And somehow… that distance only makes the feeling stronger.
One night she was traveling back to her hometown by train.
I asked for the train name casually.
But after that?
I kept checking the train status over and over again through the night like some anxious fool making sure everything was okay.
Every delay made me restless.
When the train finally reached around 4AM, I texted her asking if she got home safely.
She replied:
are you still awake omg?
And how could I possibly tell her the truth?
That I couldn’t sleep without knowing she reached safely.
That some strange ache inside me refused to rest until she was home.
And what hurt me even more was knowing her father didn’t even come to pick her up. She had to take an auto alone at that hour.
I don’t know why that made me angry.
Maybe because somewhere deep inside me, my heart had already started treating her like someone precious.
So I stayed awake texting until she reached home.
Only then could I breathe properly again.
And tell me…
what kind of feeling is this?
Because this doesn’t feel normal anymore.
I’ve dreamt about her too.
Not dramatic dreams.
Quiet dreams.
Domestic dreams.
Her existing beside me like she belonged there.
A little baby girl running around the house. A baby boy laughing somewhere in the background. Her voice filling empty rooms.
Dreams so soft they leave pain behind after waking up.
And now I’m terrified of something else too.
What if I finally meet her…
and the feeling disappears?
What if reality kills whatever magic this is?
Or worse…
what if seeing her once makes me fall even deeper?
And now I’m sitting here wondering stupid things like:
Do I take flowers when we meet for the first time? Or would that be too much for a girl who says she only wants friendship?
God.
Look at me.
I used to be so emotionally untouchable.
And now one girl has turned me into someone who waits for trains, changes IPL teams, loses sleep at 4AM, buys white Yonex shoes he didn’t even want, secretly orders badminton rackets, and finds peace only after hearing:
“I reached home.”
So tell me honestly…
So tell me I'm I lost or in love or infatuation or spell or magic or attraction from a person whom I don't even know how she looks like in the last.....
I'm trying to find someone who matches my vibes and enjoys doing all types of stuff and more where I can find women like that