1. The Last Blind Date

Story of my life. Another awkward date gone terribly wrong.

"Seriously?" I thought to myself, or yelled at myself rather, when I walked out of that sad excuse of a resto-bar.

"How many times do I need to put myself through this before I realize this isn't for me? Maybe I'm not meant to search for love."

As these dark, melodramatic thoughts clouded my mind, I failed to notice the little bee making yet another appearance in my phone. A lot of buzzing from a little emoji. But I chose to focus on myself in that moment and that was liberating (for a few seconds at least).

I ignored the notifications and called the one person I knew would cheer me up faster than that slice of New York cheesecake I just walked out on. Mom.

"What's wrong? Something's wrong."

How do mothers always know?

"First date in months and it lasted a whole 8 minutes. Maybe it's me?"

"If you don't feel that spark in the first 10 seconds, if you don’t get butterflies in your stomach because of him, it’s not going anywhere. Trust me. The first 10 seconds, they'll tell you everything you need to know.”

She's right. As usual.

We hung up shortly after and I made a decision, I’m not searching for love anymore. Gone are the days of dating apps for me. I will focus on meet-cutes.

But you know what they say about planning your life? “If you want to make God laugh, tell him your plans.” Now, at this very moment, a meet-cute would have been ideal where I turn around, bump into a strange man and the instrumental music I’ve heard in almost every Bollywood movie, would start playing in the background.

But of course, that didn’t happen; I turned around, didn’t bump into anyone (closely avoided a lamppost though), and I made my way to the car. That’s when I heard it; the buzzing sound.

The little bee in my phone really needed my attention.

I clicked on that notification, not realizing where this digital trajectory was taking me. Right to the butterflies in my stomach.