Day 65 of 100 Indian Tinder Tales

A from Bangalore shares her tale

“Few years back in Mumbai, I was briefly seeing someone I’d met on Tinder I was totally into the guy (now I wonder why!) but he was indifferent and didn’t have the courage to tell me that he didn’t like me all that much. I ended it and was heartbroken. I got back on Tinder and started talking to D. This was my first ever rebound. We met at a bar but I decided not to drink. D turned out to be awfully self-indulgent and took himself way too seriously. He also seemed quite unhappy with himself and with life in general. I should’ve left but I was too young and stupid to know better.

While we were leaving the bar, I missed a step and twisted my ankle. It was painful but I expected it to subside and didn’t make much of it then. In retrospect this was probably another sign for me to leave.

We were later making out in his car when he tried to get me to give him a blowjob. He said, “Go down on me” and I said no. Then he held me by my head and said “Okay, just kiss it”. I did not want to and flat out refused. He instantly lost interest and his body language changed completely.

He said he would drop me at the station so that I could get back home. He’d told me earlier that he would drop me back home but after a phone call that he’d received, he said he was urgently needed elsewhere. I said fine and was more than happy to get away. Once I started walking towards the station, I realized how bad the pain in my ankle had gotten. I limped my way across the station to catch my train, got back home and iced my ankle aggressively.

D and I never talked again. My ankle healed eventually, and so did my heart without any other such interactions with horrible men.”

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