So, here’s what happened. I got roped into an arranged marriage setup. I live abroad, and it was the girl’s family that initially showed interest and practically chased us down for the match. Both our parents, stuck in their backward ways, pushed things at lightning speed, as if getting hitched was a race. Honestly, this rush was a huge red flag for me, but I didn’t want to throw away a potentially decent match over something petty, so I agreed to at least have a conversation.
Finally, I got to talk to her. The girl called me from her mom’s phone, and to my surprise, the chat went pretty well. We discussed a bunch of things, and I actually started developing some interest. She told me she liked our conversation too and suggested we talk for a few days without the parents knowing. She even gave me her number, so I thought things were heading in a decent direction.
But here’s where it got sketchy. Suddenly, she asked me to “man up” and tell her family that *I* wanted permission to talk to her for a week-as if I was the one desperately pushing for it. This felt off, but I decided to play along and expressed my interest to my parents, making it sound like both of us were on the same page. But guess what? On her end, she told her parents that *only* I wanted to continue talking. The double-faced approach was already a red flag, but I gave it the benefit of the doubt.
Things ended abruptly after that. A few weeks later, when my parents followed up to ask what was going on, her family kept dodging the question with lame excuses. Finally, they came up with the weakest reason possible: “Oh, she doesn’t want to move abroad.” Really? That’s the excuse they’re running with? They knew from day one that I live abroad, and the girl herself *explicitly* told me she was fine with moving.
Something didn’t add up. Sensing there was more to this, I messaged the girl saying I enjoyed our conversation and would be interested in talking further if she felt the same. No response. She ghosted. Fine, I deleted her number and moved on. But a few days later, the truth finally came out through a family friend: I was rejected because I’m not “fair-skinned.”
Yep, you read that right. Apparently, being brown-skinned is a dealbreaker for her. Let’s be real-everyone has preferences, but if you’re so hung up on looks, why even entertain a conversation and waste someone else’s time?
Why give false hope if you’re going to judge someone solely by their skin color? I was barely interested in the match until that call, and only after that did I start getting my hopes up. And to make it worse, people around me even had the audacity to blame me for not talking to her privately as she suggested, implying that’s why things fell through. Well, turns out the real reason was pure colorism.
It blows my mind how people can be this shallow and dishonest. They lead others on, pretend to be interested, and then pull this kind of nonsense. And even now, her family hasn’t given a proper closure-they’re still trying to “convince” her. What a joke. I’m done with this mess, but this whole experience just makes me doubt this arranged marriage process even more. Is this what we’ve come to? Where skin color outweighs every other consideration in a supposed life partnership?