If you are a Sri Lankan, you are a recipient of a wealth of relationship advice, mostly unsolicited. Sometimes ‘relationships' and ‘boys' are taboo words in your household, setting the tone loud and clear. It's strange how Sri Lankans are beckoned to enter marriage at an age as young as eighteen and ‘do' what married people do, but entering into a relationship at the age of seventeen is something that would tarnish your ancestor's name, make your parents conduct a Thovil to cleanse your spirit, and even move houses.
Having finally steered Mr. Right my way at the age of 30, I realised that I have been exposed to a lot of advice dispensed by Sri Lankan parents, mine and others who assume I am in need of it, and most of it has done *nothing*.