{"id":5866,"date":"2016-06-14T12:08:24","date_gmt":"2016-06-14T06:38:24","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/54.169.255.162\/?p=5866"},"modified":"2021-03-11T07:03:33","modified_gmt":"2021-03-11T07:03:33","slug":"love-in-the-time-of-technology","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/trulymadly.com\/blog\/love-in-the-time-of-technology\/","title":{"rendered":"Love In The Time Of Technology"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"Sakshama
\nSakshama Puri Dhariwal was born in Delhi and brought up in the era of 1990s\u2019 Bollywood music. She has an MBA in marketing from S.P. Jain Institute of Management & Research, Mumbai, and has spent several years as a brand manager in ecommerce, media, and telecom companies. Sakshama lives in San Francisco with her husband and their Netflix subscription. The Wedding Photographer is her first novel.<\/strong>
\n\u201cI had this guy leave me a voicemail at work so I called him at home and then he e-mailed me to my\u00a0Blackberry and so I texted to his cell and then he e-mailed me to my home account and the whole\u00a0thing just got out of control. And I miss the days when you had one phone number and one answering\u00a0machine and that one answering machine has one cassette tape and that one cassette tape either\u00a0had a message from a guy or it didn’t. And now you just have to go around checking all these different\u00a0portals just to get rejected by seven different technologies. It’s exhausting.\u201d<\/em>
\n-Mary, He\u2019s Just Not That Into You<\/em>
\nEven Drew Barrymore\u2019s quote from this popular romantic comedy seems dated, what with mentions of\u00a0Blackberry and cassette tapes! But the essence of her complaint is more relevant today than ever,\u00a0and it makes me wonder if technology has, indeed, taken the romance out of dating. I consider myself\u00a0fortunate that I dated, courted and married my husband well before the storm of dating apps hit the\u00a0rest of my generation. One of my single girlfriends recently met a guy through a dating app and even\u00a0before their first date, she knew more about him than I knew about my husband after a month of\u00a0dating. Her potential suitor\u2019s Facebook profile mentioned his favourite movies (\u201cI\u2019m going to watch it\u00a0the night before our date\u201d), his Instagram gave away his love for wheat beer (\u201cnow I know what to\u00a0order while I wait for him\u201d) and his Twitter feed told her which IPL team he supported (\u201cI love RCB,\u00a0too. Virat Kohli is SO cute!\u201d). Even before meeting him, she had turned herself into a female version of\u00a0him. Knowledge is power, too much knowledge is a disaster waiting to happen. And happen it did,\u00a0when the guy showed up and ordered a mimosa (her favourite drink), casually mentioned The\u00a0Shawshank Redemption (her favourite movie) and launched a lengthy monologue about the inimitable\u00a0Roger Federer (her favourite sportsperson).
\nMy friend soon realised that two can play the dating game! She didn\u2019t meet the guy again, but she did\u00a0learn a valuable lesson from this incident. Dating can be as romantic (or unromantic) as you make it.\u00a0Dating apps today give you options like never before – besides the traditional school, college, work,\u00a0\u2018friend\u2019s cousin\u2019s roommate\u2019 options. These apps are great because they rely on data to ensure a\u00a0higher probability of compatibility. They give you information, but what you do with that information is\u00a0totally upto you. Perhaps, like my friend, you prefer to do your due diligence before meeting someone.\u00a0Or maybe you enjoy the mystery and the spontaneity of actually getting to know the person before\u00a0you stalk the hell out of them online. Sure, the latter is effective, safe even. But it is not romantic.\u00a0So maybe the next time you\u2019re matched with someone, just read their profile and nothing else. And\u00a0then take the time to find out the rest – their favourite food, their least favourite Game of Thrones\u00a0character, their stand on Tanmay Bhat\u2019s Snapchat video, even their favourite colour.\u00a0The most romantic thing in the world is to slowly, gradually peel off the layers of another person and\u00a0see what really lies beneath the surface. And to allow them to do the same.
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