This Hyderabadi wedding in Rajasthan was made special by the bride’s son
Where do we find love? On meeting applications, where most conversations are moving away, and even Chatgpt seems clearer as to his intentions than certain humans? Or on matrimonial websites, where caste and purity dictate the rules, leaving little room for the nuance or exceeding the sanctioned limits of the company?
Chitralekha Pasupuleti and Holm -idolf Hamann, born the worlds, met in Seattle thanks to a dating application – in an Indian restaurant called Moksha, now replaced by another.
“She had an swollen jacket because it was in November,” said Ingolf Hamann. “I hugged her and she was this soft pocket cloud. I didn’t even know that humans were here. It was so darling. It is a small person and the swollen jacket made it much larger. »»
When he tightened Pasupuleti, walking towards her all blue eyes, in a right wool jacket, almost ruffled hair, for her, the “hug had the impression of knowing me, did not feel at all uncomfortable, but very attentive and loving.”
During the first meeting, the two were not there to impress the other. They had been in sufficient relationships to know that all the printing activity lasts only so long and that it takes more than large illusions to see a relationship through.
“I also liked his independence,” he says. “I was raised with the idea that men and women should be independent, self -sufficient and no one should count on the other. But it is comforting to know that you can do it when difficult times arrive. So there was no red flag. I was wondering what I miss? Does the shoe fall somewhere? Where is the skeleton in the closet? I didn’t know. And it turned out that there was none.
They fell in love quickly – between the grocery lines and the aisles of cash and barrel in Washington before heading to an Indian restaurant. Things have become clear when Ingolf Hamann, newly American citizen, planned to celebrate in Paris during the winter. They had never been professionally photographed, and Paris in winter was perfect. Braving the temperatures under zero, they woke up early for the only niche available from a photographer.
“He was very nervous and I said to myself, why is it this, you know, stressed by a photo shoot?” It’s just a photo shoot, ”she says. “I was wondering if we might not have done. Then the photographer said why you don’t talk to yourself. So we did it and (Ingolf Hamann) would simply stop talking. And I thought, oh my God, the photos will come out really terrible because he speaks. Suddenly, I started to hear words like marriage, love and life and I realized, oh, it is a discourse of proposal. He went down on a knee and the people who applauded and I was simply very moving, he said how much I turned into his life was like Diwali, tears flowed on my face. “”
