The place I come from -- a small heaven named Coimbatore -- there was no dating culture. You see someone, you love them and then the rest of the time you are waiting to get married.

The place I now live in -- an almost metropolitan giant named Bangalore -- love is almost non-existent. You see someone, correction, u check them out. If they fit your 'he/she is hot' bill, you ask them out. Not to get married, mind you. You want to date, and that date has no promised expiry date. It could be one year, it could be ten years. During 'that' period, you try and see if you can fall in love with that person or not. If you do, you get married. If you don't, you move on.

I miss my Coimbatore and the innocent love that lives there. The kind of love that needs no tests to prove it sustainability. It looks like that little town believes in taking chances in life, unlike here where everybody wants to be extra safe, and in the process screw up love and their lives.