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21-Jun-2019 09:42

I’ve had more than one breakdown about never feeling like I fit in because people automatically put me in a box when they see me because of the color of my skin or they don’t acknowledge that massive side of me.

But he has been there through those moments holding me close and reminding me that the kingdom of heaven will be as colorful as they come and that Jesus acknowledges me as Indian because he designed me that way. My husband and I did not want to date each other just for the sake of dating.

So, when I started dating Hank, I knew what to look for. I’m proud to say that my super southern, white husband can make a kickass biryani, has watched countless Bollywood and Tollywood movies, and speaks more Telugu than the average American Telugu guy.

My dad always told me that the integrity and character of a person mattered most to him. She told me back in my school years that she was hoping I’d find an excellent Telugu, Brahmin, Hindu, boy. Even though she made comments about cultural compatibility at first, she grew to understand that it’s better to be with someone who respects and loves my culture than someone who looks like they fit in from the outside.My husband will tell you how much more he notices injustice to minorities since we’ve been together.I’ll never forget when we drove to Atlanta from Austin.This has obviously happened to me more than him, but Hank felt this way when we went to India for the first time.He didn’t mind people coming up to him and shaking his hand because that wasn’t creepy, but he was SO OVER the secret selfies, constant stares, and very loud whispers.

My dad always told me that the integrity and character of a person mattered most to him. She told me back in my school years that she was hoping I’d find an excellent Telugu, Brahmin, Hindu, boy. Even though she made comments about cultural compatibility at first, she grew to understand that it’s better to be with someone who respects and loves my culture than someone who looks like they fit in from the outside.

My husband will tell you how much more he notices injustice to minorities since we’ve been together.

I’ll never forget when we drove to Atlanta from Austin.

This has obviously happened to me more than him, but Hank felt this way when we went to India for the first time.

He didn’t mind people coming up to him and shaking his hand because that wasn’t creepy, but he was SO OVER the secret selfies, constant stares, and very loud whispers.

He and my dad really hit it off and talked the whole time.