Why You Should
Date Rishabh
Past romantic performance is not indicative of future results.
Small-town kid who built his way from Bhilai through Bangalore to Bombay. Builds things, overthinks everything, and will remember your coffee order before your second date.
Before You Ask
The Face Behind All This
Looks different in every photo because he lost a whole person's worth of weight. The wavy hair and glasses are non-negotiable. The gym arc is new and he's unreasonably proud of it.
Things He Typed and Deleted
The Drafts Folder
“I’ve been thinking about you and I don’t know what to do with that information”
deleted because: too honest for a Tuesday
“I know this is a lot but you genuinely made my whole week better and I wanted you to know”
deleted because: what if she thinks I’m being intense
“Do you want to get chai sometime? Just us. Not as friends.”
deleted because: rewrote it 11 times, sent ‘hey what’s up’ instead
“I wrote you something but I’m not going to send it because it says too much and not enough at the same time”
deleted because: saved to notes app. still there.
Can you date someone who rewrote “do you want to get chai?” eleven times and then sent “hey what’s up” instead?
Full Disclosure
The Good, The Bad & The Unhinged
Not shelves. Entire platforms. Your birthday gift will have a backend and a README nobody asked for.
Goes from why Indian cities need better drainage to the emotional weight of a serif font in one breath. You’ll replay conversations in your head.
Will build a gorgeous trip itinerary with ratings and walking distances. You’ll order Swiggy. The itinerary, however? Immaculate.
Has crafted exquisite texts to you, his boss, and three CEOs. Many remain unsent. Give him 3–5 business days.
Week 3: your love language in a 2×2 matrix. Month 2: date nights with KPIs. You’ll hate it. It’ll also be kind of sweet.
Cold-emailed CEOs with spec suites. Your mother will receive a personalized pitch deck by Tuesday.
The Unfiltered Version
What He's Actually Like
5 AM. No snooze. Gym by 6. The discipline is real. Don’t call before 8 unless someone is dying.
The chicken is genuinely good — the kind where people ask for the recipe. Chai is excellent. Maggi is the crisis protocol.
Won’t yell. Goes quiet, thinks for 20 minutes, returns with a structured response that makes you angrier because it’s annoyingly reasonable.
Remembers what you said 3 weeks ago about that restaurant. Books it. Pretends it was spontaneous. It was in a spreadsheet.
Will drop ₹4,000 on a font license and eat Maggi for dinner. Knows exactly how SIPs work. His own finances are ‘in progress.’
Being forgettable. Not professionally — that he handles. Afraid the people he loves will one day shrug and say ‘he was nice.’ That’s why everything has too much in it.
Accepting compliments without deflecting. Asking for help before it’s too late. Saying ‘I miss you’ first. Leaving a party without disappearing.
He’ll care more than he shows and show it in ways you might not immediately recognize. Not flowers — systems built around your comfort.
For Context
Rishabh vs. The Average Guy on Hinge
| Hinge Guy | Rishabh | |
|---|---|---|
| Opening Line | “Hey” | A message he rewrote four times. References something you said three photos ago. He noticed. |
| Dinner Plans | “Wherever you want” | Three options. He’s been to one, read about two, and booked the one with the best chai. |
| Texting Back | “wyd” | A voice note because the thought was too long to type. He apologizes for the length. It’s worth it. |
| Love Language | Physical touch | Remembering. The thing you mentioned wanting three weeks ago just showed up. He won’t explain how. |
| Meeting Parents | Nervous small talk | Brings homemade food. Asks your mother about her childhood. She calls him beta within the hour. |
| Post-Breakup | Sad Instagram story | Goes quiet for two months. Comes back having built something. Doesn’t talk about it. You hear from friends. |
Mumbai, Specifically
Where He'd Take You
Chai at the tapri near Versova beach. If the conversation’s good, the setting doesn’t need to try hard. You’ll stay an hour longer than planned.
Bastian or Americano. He’s researched the menu. He has opinions about the lighting. The reservation was made 4 days ago.
He cooks. Actually good chicken. The playlist was curated. The lighting was considered. He’ll pretend it was effortless. It was not.
Can you date someone whose love language is a spreadsheet?
People Who Know Him
What People Would Say If We Asked Them
“He’s like if a TED Talk fell in love with a Notion template and they had a baby raised by Mumbai traffic. The baby has opinions about serif fonts.”
IIM Batchmate
Currently helping him with a different pitch deck
“Bro literally built a ‘Why You Should Date Me’ website with scroll animations and a compatibility quiz. The bar for men is in hell and he brought a Figma mockup.”
The Group Chat
Simultaneously proud and concerned
“My son is very talented. He works too much. Please feed him.”
His Mother
Calls daily, has opinions about everything
“He hasn’t asked anyone for a real testimonial yet because asking people to say nice things about you feels like fishing. He’d rather build an entire website than have that conversation. That tells you everything, honestly.”
This Slot
Waiting for him to ask someone real
Empirical Evidence
F.L.A.M.E.S.
A schoolyard algorithm. Peer-reviewed by 10-year-olds. Try your name.
If This Goes Well
What Dating Him Looks Like
Week 1
He asks what you wanted to be at 14 and whether you still want that. You think about it for three days. He texts you an article about it on day two.
Month 2
You mention losing track of a recipe you love. Two weeks later there’s a website. It has one recipe on it. Yours. The typography is immaculate.
Month 4
1:47 AM. He sends ‘I miss you’ AND ‘I’ve been thinking about you.’ He couldn’t decide. You pretend you were asleep. You were not.
Year 1
The man who builds systems for everything has learned that some things don’t need a system. When you walk in, the laptop closes. Not always. But enough. That’s the whole love story.
He'll never be the guy who says the right thing at the right time. He'll be the one who writes it down later, perfectly, and then spends an hour deciding whether to send it.
The Part He Almost Deleted
There was supposed to be a real story here. Something vulnerable. Something that “costs something to share.” He wrote three versions. Deleted all of them. Not because they weren't true — because putting the truest thing about yourself on a website feels like handing someone a knife and hoping they use it to cut cake.
So here's this instead: he's the kind of person who will remember the small thing you said three months ago and build something around it without telling you. The kind who cares in systems, not speeches. And if you ask him what scares him, he'll change the subject — but the answer is on this page if you read carefully enough.
No bit. No filter.
I know this page is absurd. I built it anyway because I'd rather be too much than not enough.
I'm looking for someone who makes the overthinking quiet down for a bit. Who texts back not out of obligation but because the conversation is good. Who sees the chaos and doesn't say “pick one” but says “show me your favorite.”
Everything on this page is true. The ambition, the cooking, the 1am texts he agonizes over. But so is this: when I care about someone, I pay attention. Not to optimize — just because they matter.
The Verdict
You've Read This Far.
That's more reading than most people do before a wedding. Your call now.
Designed with an unreasonable amount of care by a man who should probably just go on the date.
Mumbai, 2026