Note.

I remember this is around the same time that I was texting Ashwin.

The guy from shaadi.com.

(I already told you about him.)

I wasn’t really interested in him.

I was casually texting him.

I vaguely remember, he asked me what turns me on.

I gave him a random list.


Little context.

The thing with me is that.

When I text these random men from bumble and matrimony apps.

I’m not entirely honest.

Because I won’t be interested in them.

I don’t really see a future with them.

Nor do I like them.

It’s just casual.

So I say white lies.

Sometimes I flirt.

Sometimes I sext.

If I’m in the mood.

It doesn’t really mean anything.

Because they are just temporary people.

It’s mutual.

Because I don’t think they see a future too.

I ghost everyone after sometime.


So when he asked me that question.

I gave a random list which wasn’t true.

I don’t remember exactly what I said.

But I do remember adding boobs to that list.

I remember this was around the same time that everyone suddenly started showing me their boobs.

And tried to lure me.

So I guess they were reading my messages to him.

(It kinda makes sense now.)


Whatever happened was extremely scrutinizing and inhuman torture.

I just couldn’t handle it.

Because I was not fucking interested.

Luring is a form of sexual assault.

It was inhuman.