It all started when Priyesh, in a moment of pure digital bravery (or let’s be honest, boredom), sent Anjali a classic Facebook opener: “Hey, How old are you? And do you have Instagram?” Because nothing says “romance” like sounding mildly like a chatbot. The message was so smooth, even he forgot he sent it. Days passed in total silence—no reply, no reaction, just vibes. He probably assumed it had joined the graveyard of ignored DMs. But then, in the most ironically romantic twist possible, Anjali replied... on Valentine’s Day. Of all the 365 days in the year, she picked that one to respond to a message that read more like a background check than a pickup line. Fast forward just one month of talking—Priyesh, fully convinced this was something special, went full Bollywood and booked a flight to London… without even telling his parents. The only reason he had to confess was because his dad held his passport. If that’s not fate (or chaos) at work, we don’t know what is. His message to his friends, Facebook still works.