"At 28 years, my career was going steady, so my parents started looking out for a bride for me. Meanwhile, I was already dating men. Once, I went on a blind date with a guy. The date didn’t click, but some serious discussion with him about future life left me wondering whether marrying a girl was the right thing. After intense introspection and contemplation, I realised that my interest in same sex relations would never fade away and marrying an unsuspecting girl would destroy her and my life.
I decided not to get married, and told my parents so. Initially I kept dodging their questioning about the reason, but finally I relented and came out to them. I told them that, although bisexual, I always dreamed of a life with a boy and couldn’t keep a girl happy.
Just like any other parents, my family went through all the troublesome phases of acceptance, but they never denied the truth nor asked me to conceal my identity. Gradually but surely, they accepted me the way I am.
My mother says she is happy for me. My father reiterated that he was proud about my virtues and personality and my sexuality didn’t affect his love for me.
It’s the unconditional acceptance of my family which gave me the courage to come out to friends, relatives and others, and to openly participate in community events."