I'm a really warmhearted, kind, caring and down-to-Earth feller, but I also happen to be a conservative who believes strongly in traditional family values: love, family, monogamy, marriage, hard work and personal responsibility! (gay marriage is fine)
I really, really, really hate contemporary culture, especially the whole "hook-up" thing. I also can't stand the way people want love handed to them in a "hot" gift box with ribbons on top.
That ain't love, folks! Real love is two imperfect people learning to live together, build a life for themselves and love each other's imperfections, and that takes a lot of time, perseverance and tenacity -- none of which young whipper-snappers these days possess!
Here's how I like to view love: Real, genuine love to me is like two trees side by side, facing the same direction, pretty much teaming together against the elements. Over time -- many years, in fact -- of being so close to one another and fighting so many united battles, they begin to grow in each other's directions and their roots and twigs become intertwined, to the point that they eventually become one tree.
THAT is real love. Not the stupid lust felt by people on "The Bachelor." Not the "love at first sight" mumbo jumbo. And certainly not the dream of the "perfect man" or "perfect woman." It's two imperfect people teaming up together against the struggles of living on this Earth and building a life together. THAT IS LOVE!
Let me tell you something else, folks; my parents would not have just celebrated their 40th anniversary if they had grown up around contemporary bullshit culture.
Anyway. Sorry for the rant, lol ...
So I'm an East Indian (like Gandhi, you know?), but I I was raised in America and intend to bring up my children as proud Americans. Why? Because I am defined by neither my past nor the color of my skin, but rather by the path I choose to take in life. And the path I have chosen is that of a proud conservative patriot.
Last but not least, while most men aspire for fame and fortune, I only desire to find my other half. To be very honest, I live a lonely existence as per my Asperger syndrome, a condition that lends itself toward great social anxiety and isolation; think public shyness on steroids.
What I therefore want more than anything on Earth is to finally find a woman to quell the aching of my heart - a woman with whom to wake up alongside every morning - a woman with whom to share my emotions, my experiences and my life - a woman to love til I pass from this planet.
And that, ladies, is my story. Want to know more?
Three words: "Holla atcha' boy!"
