Ha ha what the hell? You sound severely jealous. I started this thread to ask for help and in return for that I provide developments. And even if I didn't return, I still thought it might be an interesting idea to set up a day-by-day account of a relationship from beginning to end for you all. I don't understand why you can't appreciate that.

I don't live in a fucking colony in the 1800s. This isn't Burma. There's a huge number of white males at my school, we're not a commodity item. She didn't accept me because I was white or because she is Indian. She accepted me because she's mildly overweight and short relative to other girls and I looked at her. Nice job racifiying the situation, though, because there's a huge class difference which neutralizes romance with interracial prostitution in New York, right?

Actually, funny thing, you've almost the English sentence structure of a native Hindi. Are we feeling a little racial tension agent apathy and dehumanisation of your beloved women?