My Billion Dollar Love

Oh my god! Not this again. Do I have to go through this every freaking time I come home?

Now you must be wondering what I'm talking about. First, let me tell you that I came to my parents' house to have dinner with them, and the reason why I am very much angry is... Well, it's simple: I am 26 years old, and according to my mom, I should be married by now. Weird! I know, right? What does my age have to do with my marriage? I just don't get it...

"Aanya, did you meet someone interesting... and not telling me? Come on, there has to be someone... Tell me, sweety," asked my Ma.

"Mamma, are you serious? I came home just last week, and I told you I am not dating anyone, for God's sake. How will I meet someone and fall for him in a week, Ma?" I said.

Don't get me wrong, I love my Ma very much, but I can't handle this... It's the same every time I enter this house. You see, my mom is Indian and my dad is British. So, basically, I am half Indian and half British. In India, it's normal for girls to marry around 24. So all of this...