How It Started

This way Raj and I came into our relationship is embarrassing to say the least. It's nothing major, but we like to shy away from how it really came to be. We hated the "so how did you guys meet?" question. Our answers ranged from "we met at school" (we didn't even go to the same school!) to "he was a friend of a friend". These inconsistencies quickly caught up with us, so I might as well say the truth and get it out.

Deep breath . . .

Okay. We met on craigslist. Yes, craigslist. I supposed in today's world couples meeting online isn't a rare occurrence, but for some reason it doesn't feel like something to be proud of. I don't know, maybe it's just me being weird.

I was in my final semester at Indiana State, and one night I decided to make a random post on the personals section. I never intended for this to lead to anything. I figured I'd make an honest posting and get a little amusement out of whoever decided to reply. Most people sent unwanted photo's that were inappropriate, or didn't reply back. A couple of people gave me a small amount of entertainment, but otherwise it was just wanted I expected. A time pass.

However. I got an email from this guy, Raj Singh. He's reply was pretty simple. It didn't tell me much about himself, but I had this instinct that told me to pursue this one.

We sent a few emails back and forth and eventually I did give him my number. His first text to me was "yello" to which I replied "I'm not yellow" and the rest is history. We really hit it off, as much as people who'd never met in person could hit it off. We texted like crazy and skyped once or twice. It wasn't all that long before we decided to meet.

I was still living in Terre Haute finishing my degree, and  he was finishing up an engineering internship in Indianapolis. He didn't have a car at the time, so it was up to me to go there.

Let me tell you, it was the scariest thing I'd ever done in my life. So many times I almost convinced myself to just go back home, but I didn't. I just felt like I really had to meet him. What if he was a serial killer? Or what if he met me and was like "oh my god, just no?".

When I got to his apartment he met me outside and hugged me first thing. We just hung out that day talking and watching movies (at least, attempting to, if we could have stopped talking!).

After that we were hooked. I would look forward to every weekend so I could come see him, or he would come and see me. We really hit it off. Not to get all gross and sappy, but I'd never felt that way about anyone else the way I do Raj. He's definitely the "partner in crime" I'd always hoped for.