Once upon a time, I was living a fairytale. I found the “perfect” guy every girl prepares a checklist about:
-Tall
-Handsome
-Funny
-Smart
-Looked after me like I was a baby (simultaneously respecting the “strong independent woman” in me)
-Delightfully generous in bed
and with a body that belonged in Bollywood.
I had some personalized add-ons too, though – also all of which he checked:
-Health conscious
-Similar cultural and political opinions
-Spoke the same languages (for a North Indian girl studying in South India, this is a priority)
and my favorite: he could cook.