I always used to joke that if I ever dated someone that rich, my inner gold‑digger would finally show up.
Like... this was the kind of rich where multiple luxury cars are just casually parked, a crazy house, and money isn't even a conversation.
And then it happened. I dated a 30M‑rupee guy who had Audi, BMW, Thar, Range Rover, stayed in luxury hotels, went on fancy vacations... even his watch was around 60L (yes, I googled it thinking I could maybe gift something like that to my dad someday).
But weirdly, none of it impressed me the way I thought it would. Not even initially, could be that he was self‑made (in fact, at first I had zero clue he was that rich because he was so damn humble). If anything, it just felt overwhelming. I didn't care about the lifestyle as much as I expected, I just wanted his time and attention.
Maybe it's because of my upbringing and my parents' "sanskars".
It genuinely surprised me, because I thought I'd react very differently. Turns out, what sounds appealing in theory doesn't always matter as much in reality.
I'm disappointed at myself lol. (just kidding!!!!)
Haha, that's Jethalal's famous line. No matter how much a person is skinny, his stomach still fills up with two rotis.
Okay, that's cool, but are you two still dating? What happened after that?
When's the wedding, lol?
But girl, what does he do to earn that much money?
Your way of flexing is a bit casual, but okay, you've had the experience too.
Damn!
So I'm on my way to become a billionaire... should I stop?
How's his nature?
That's why money dates or marries money... No matter how hard a middle‑class or upper‑middle‑class person tries to fit that lifestyle, we just can't because of our upbringing, unless we become rich ourselves.
Relationships need emotions. The more emotions, the better the relationship will be.
Give me a referral and help me land a job.