The rishtas arrive. The system doesn’t.
Nobody struggles to find rishtas. They arrive on their own — from matrimonial sites, from the family pandit, from your mother’s WhatsApp groups, from a cousin who knows someone nice. Twenty-seven biodatas in four months is an ordinary number.
What is missing is anywhere to put them. The biodatas sit in a chat you cannot search. The kundli report is on paper, somewhere. You spoke to someone on Tuesday and cannot now recall whether he was the one moving to Dubai or the one with the joint family in Jaipur. Meanwhile the same three questions arrive every Sunday: what happened with that one, what was his kundli score, and why did you say no.
Nobody needs more rishtas. Everybody needs a system.