Life in India: Expectations and Reality With an Indian Husband

... mistaken, they even tried to eat, you know, pork. Sarah made it.

Oh my, I said," Oh, this is really it. My future is really going to be so beautiful," I said.

I hadn't even been to India yet, okay? I hadn't even been to India yet.

So silly me was already imagining things. From watching Singh and Sarah for so long, my mind was already fantasizing. Okay? My imagination ran wild.

I felt like her life, what was happening to her, would happen to me. Here it is, we are now at the reality part of my life. Of my life, okay? Of my life.

I love my husband very much. He's okay, he's fine.

He was the very first Indian I ever met. Would I even date him if he wasn't okay? He told me his family was okay, that his family was nice." Let's go to India." I didn't do a background check.

I just believed my partner. I went with him. I said," This is it.

I'm really going to experience it now." Then, for about a month, or maybe two months, this fool was still a princess. I said," This is it!"

This is really it. Just like what I watch on social media, this is really it, I said. But as time went on, things seemed to change. I said," This isn't what I watch on things seemed to change. I said," This isn't what I watch on social media." " Sarah's life isn't like this. Why isn't it like this for me?"

And then my husband's attitude changed. Of course, he was in his own home.

That was his territory. He was with his parents, his mother, his father.

And he's the youngest. And his parents spoiled him even more.

His true colors really showed. I was shocked by what happened.

I said," This is not my husband," I said. Baljit is not like this, I said. It reached the point where I was already comparing my life to Sarah's life. And then my mother- in- law, she's crazy in a different way.