Is there ever a perfect time to get married? Should I wait until I’ve accomplished more in my career or until I’ve travelled the world and experienced more of life? Or should I seize the moment and take the plunge, trusting that everything will fall into place on its own?

It’s overwhelming to balance what I want to do with what I should be doing. All the pressure from family and society about when and whom to marry doesn’t make it any easier. With my birthday just around the corner, the persistent whisper urging me to succumb to this pressure, to find someone and settle down before it’s ‘too late’ is just getting louder and louder. But deep down, I know that love isn’t something you can plan or schedule. It’s a feeling that sweeps you off your feet when you least expect it.

I’ve dated many girls with whom I could’ve settled down. I didn’t really have a problem with any of them, but none of them stayed. Sometimes, I feel like I’m stuck in this endless maze as I try to figure out which path will lead me to the right person to marry. But every turn presents a new set of questions, doubts and uncertainties that I must face head-on.

How do I know if Nia is really ‘the one’? Do I truly want to spend the rest of my life with her? Am I ready for this commitment? Will I regret my decision later? How can I be sure of anything?

I guess I’ll just have to keep wandering through this maze, hoping to stumble upon the answers I seek.

They say life is full of magic and surprises only if you let it be!

All I know is that Nia is different. She’s been with me for about a year now and things have been good. Nia is a model and is likely to land her first movie role anytime now. Her social media account has a huge following, with fans who love and adore her for her content. The fact that she posts pictures of her meals on Instagram before even having a bite annoys me sometimes; it’s almost like she lives for Instagram. But then that’s how the entire world has turned out to be, right? We’re all chasing social validation before anything else. I used to judge her choices earlier, but now, not so much. After all, she’s truly self-made, and who am I to pass judgement on her way of life?