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This Tinder Date Ends in Murder – Read the Chilling Details!

From a dating app match to a suitcase on a highway—Swipe Right to Kill takes you deep into the twisted true-crime story of the Jaipur Tinder Murder. Anirban Bhattacharyya unravels how Priya Seth and her accomplices spun a web of deceit, leading to a chilling betrayal that shook the nation.

Get ready for a ride through the dark side of love, lies, and murder.

Swipe Right to Kill
Swipe Right to Kill || Anirban Bhattacharyya

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2 May 2018, Wednesday

 

What Priya had been holding off for the past two months as bait was now offered to Dushyant, aka Vivan Kohli, on a platter. The date for consummating their relationship was set as 2 May 2018.

 

Dushyant was overjoyed. He was finally going to ‘score’. Dushyant planned for the day, which included the alibi he would give his family if they questioned him. Priya had told him that she would call him up and tell him where to meet her and then they would go to her house. At this time all Dikshant and Lakshya knew was that Priya had identified a target from whom she would extort the money to pay the lakhs that Dikshant owed, and also to fund their life for the next few months. Lakshya, who was Dikshant’s childhood friend, became privy to the real Priya and her real occupation, once Dikshant was made aware. Lakshya too stayed back and did not run away. He too wanted to enjoy the good life that Priya’s dubious earnings offered.

 

When Priya revealed that she was going to be bringing Vivan home that day, there was an air of nervousness tinged with excitement at Eden Garden. Dikshant was suddenly alert as it dawned on him that he was staring at the point of no return!

 

When Priya had first shared the plan of kidnapping somebody for ransom, Dikshant had baulked for an instant, according to the police. But he too saw the ‘merit’ in this shortcut to acquire money in an instant. He wanted to erase his debts as soon as possible.

 

At 5 p.m., Priya asked Dikshant to call Lakshya to their Eden Garden flat. At this point, Lakshya had no clue what was about to unfold that evening. Priya primed them with drinks and ganja. Soon, they were high and happy. At approximately 6 p.m., Priya messaged Dushyant, setting in motion the dastardly plan. She told him that she would meet him below Bhaskar Pulia, Tonk Road at around 7.30 p.m.

 

Dushyant was back from work and relaxing when the call came in. He sprang up for a shower and started getting dressed. His wife, Bittu, found this rather unusual because once her husband returned home from work, he usually didn’t go out again.

 

‘Kahan ja rahe ho?’ (Where are you going?) Bittu asked him. Dushyant avoided looking his wife in the eye and hurriedly said, ‘Urgent kaam hai’ (There is urgent work) as he slipped into his Nike sneakers.

 

‘Nikki beta, what work do you have in the night? You have just come back home!’

 

Rameshwar joined in the conversation. Dushyant’s pet name was Nikki. Even his father thought that this was unusual behaviour.

 

Dushyant realized he had to make a credible excuse to get his family off his back. And so he did. ‘One of the company vehicles carrying sand from the river has been seized by the police. You know how the police keep targeting mining companies . . .’

 

That seemed to do the trick. And for good measure, he added, ‘I will be back in an hour.’

 

‘Papa, I am taking your car.’ With that, at 7 p.m. on 2 May 2018, Dushyant walked out of his Shivpuri Extension home in Jaipur for the final time. He got into his father’s Hyundai i10 and drove off.

 

Priya knew their lives were about to change forever. She had already manifested the riches and money that the scamwould bring them. She was very proud of the way she had handled Vivan so far, the way she had seduced him, kept him dangling and convinced him she wasn’t after his money. This was going to be her lottery ticket—the biggest payload. She called him up to ensure he was on his way. Dushyant was excited. On his way, he stopped at a medical store and bought a packet of condoms. He then stopped at a liquor store and bought a bottle of red wine. He wanted the night to be as romantic as possible. Priya called him up again.

 

‘Yes, yes, I am on my way.’ Hearing this, Priya left her flat at approximately 7 p.m. for the rendezvous. While Priya was gone, Dikshant narrated the plan to
Lakshya. Lakshya was immediately nervous and did not want to get involved, ‘We will let him go, right? After we get the money?’

 

Priya had hatched a new story for Lakshya. She had tutored Dikshant to tell Lakshya that this ‘target’ was a man who was harassing and troubling her, and therefore they would extract money from him as punishment. Dikshant assured him it was going to be a simple operation.

 

‘We will keep him hostage and demand a ransom. Once we receive the money, we will let him go . . .’

 

Lakshya relaxed a bit.

 

Meanwhile, at approximately 7.45 p.m., Priya called up Vivan aka Dushyant, giving him directions as to where she was waiting. When Dushyant picked her up, both were excited to see each other. Dushyant was excited in anticipation of the passionate night that lay ahead, while Priya was excited about the money she would have within the next few hours!

 

Priya sat in the car and smiled at Dushyant, who seemed unable to hide his excitement.

 

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How Do the Young and Single Find Love in Bengaluru?

Welcome to Bengaluru, where the excitement of tech meets the search for love. Authors Malini Goyal and Prashant Prakash spotlight the experiences of young entrepreneurs, as they navigate the city’s startup culture and dating platforms. Gear up to unravel the complexities of modern dating in Bengaluru and find out whether this city, known for delivering everything on tap, can also deliver the elusive emotion of love.

Let the unboxing begin!

 

Unboxing Bengaluru
Unboxing Bengaluru || Malini Goyal, Prashanth Prakash

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From coffee to condoms, this city of young techies can deliver everything on tap.

Well, everything except perhaps love.

I spoke to multiple male founders who are young and single to understand their point of view. On one Sunday in October, I spent a leisurely evening catching up with a well-to-do founder—let’s call him S. Ashwin—in his early 30s. He is an NIT engineer with an Oxbridge MBA. Founded in 2014, his startup had scaled up decently with 300-odd employees. For a long time, his monthly salary was a measly Rs. 60,000. ‘Initially, many women thought since I was a founder, I would be loaded. What they didn’t understand is that all my wealth was on paper,’ he says. Soon, he figured out how to signal correctly for his Tinder dates. He would arrive in his run-down scooter on first dates. Instantly, his conversion rate from first to second date dipped. But then the second to third date conversion rose sharply. ‘The elimination strategy worked,’ Ashwin says.

 

Whether they are men or women, for founders in general, the initial few years are always hard. They could be working seven days a week, twelve hours a day, with zero vacation time, little money and a rollercoaster life that is constantly on the edge. Consumed by their startup and the all-round pressure, there is little bandwidth for anything else. Such distractions or preoccupations during intimate conversations can be very off-putting. Lack of time for social engagements can be a deal-breaker. Raghav Chakravarthy, thirty-three, cofounder of Walnut Knowledge Solutions, experienced this first-hand. ‘Being an entrepreneur, I was so busy building my startup that I often found myself zoned out during conversations. There wasn’t enough time to build a relationship,’ he says. In 2022, as the startup stabilized, he finally took the plunge and got married.

 

 

However, there is a consensus among both men and women that dating platforms have made casual hook-ups very easy but finding love or companionship and building a long-term relationship very difficult. Start with the available pool on the platforms, with its gender and demographic skew. With a strong bias towards younger singles in their twenties, older singles have a tough time finding matches on these platforms.

 

Beyond this, men and women face different sets of issues. Women like Gowda and others worry about fake profiles, men lying about their relationship status and about falling prey to fraud. Men have very different problems. Many complain about not finding enough matches on dating apps. ‘On dating platforms, conventional attributes like tall, fair men with beards, good cars get many more matches than people like me,’ says pet parent Siddharth Ram. Ram has been using these dating apps for a few years now. He says the ratio on these platforms could be as bad as ten boys to one girl.

 

His experience on matrimony platforms like BharatMatrimony.com and Shaadi.com has been much better, but they pose another set of problems. ‘Here, I got fifty to sixty matches. It was a great morale booster. But it had another problem. It was the girl’s  parents who were the arbiters. So my condition was that I will not talk to parents. The thing with parents is that they just fuck up the entire dating experience. They don’t understand what figuring out is,’ he says. Also, these sites offer filters like horoscope, caste, gotra that often do not resonate with the younger lot. There are others, like IITian Shrrinesh Bala—who is now building his startup Mello—who are looking beyond dating apps. ‘I wasn’t very lucky on dating platforms. So I was surprised by the many interesting profiles I got through matrimony sites like IITIIMShaadi.com,’ he says.

 

What are these young men and women seeking on these dating platforms and in their relationships? Have things changed at all? It’s a question I ask many young people in the city. Sex and casual hook-ups are obvious. And it isn’t just men seeking it. ‘There is equal desire on both sides. Women are quite comfortable with it,’ says Ram.

 

For those looking for longer-term relationships, there are many filters, old and new. Like the decision to have kids. It is no longer a given. ‘Many more women today don’t want to have kids and are upfront about it,’ says Ashwin. Similarly, the topic of marriage or cohabitation does come up occasionally. For some, a shared love for pets is important and can be a deal-breaker. ‘In general, I notice that what they want isn’t very clear but what they don’t want is absolutely clear,’ he adds.

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Get your copy of Unboxing Bengaluru by Malini Goyal and Prashanth Prakash wherever books are sold.

Taking the Hating Out of Dating

Some take to fishing. Some don’t. It’s as simple as that.
Likewise, with arranged-dating (modern dating expressly for the purpose of finding a spouse). Some thrive on the anticipation of a good catch, while for some (my personal guess is for many) the uncertainty, the awkwardness of a ‘catch and release’ and of course returning empty-handed (again), can be nothing short of a mild coronary.
While my friends and acquaintances invariably fell in the latter anxiety-stricken category they often spoke with wistful resentment of a creature I dubbed as the Overly Enthusiastic Dater [OED].
An effervescent giant ball of sunshine and an energy drink, OEDs apparently don’t exhibit the slightest tremor. In fact they are enthused at the prospect of sharing their hobbies, family composition, occupation, job history and of course the much contentious dietary habits (Veg? Non-veg? Egg? Fish? Wine? Whisky? Smoke?!?) with strangers…  again and again and again.
Nerves of steel? Adrenalin junkies? Extreme Extroverts? How do OEDs survive this minefield, not only unscathed but also brimming with enthusiasm?
A few leisurely cuppas and they were spilling the beans. I’m not sure if these ‘skills’ were innate or evolved to protect their tickers, but they do explain the OED’s joie de vivre.

  • Date Martyr

Competition is fierce when it comes to far-out dating stories and every girl wants her slice of sympathy as she narrates the cuckoo-capades to a bunch of wide-eyed happily-married couples. Which is why this OED no longer cringes and prays for Potter’s invisibility cloak but rubs her hands in glee (mentally of course) when she encounters a delusional dude.
Delusional Dude 1: “Hi there, Prepare to be amazed and astounded by me”
OED: Beams like a cat that got the cream
Delusional Dude 2: “I’m into crystal gazing which is why I know there are limited fate portals in the next few years. Yes, yes, we just met but we must marry before the portal shuts”
OED: Beams like a cat that got more cream

  •  Truffle Hunter

This OED won’t waste time researching her date. Instead she scours through a dozen food guides and reviews before she selects the date venue. Tried the Burmese café last time, what next? Isn’t there a new Caramelised Melon Cappuccino in town? How about an experiment in non-judgement at the new ‘dine-in–the-dark’ cafe? Don’t see chappie, don’t judge chappie.  He’s not roasted and her taste buds are singing. It’s a win-win.
Dating in the dark doesn’t scare this OED, running out of new eateries does.

  • Errand-dater

This OED is an efficiency machine. She lives by the phrase ‘Location, location, location’. She first browses through her pantry, then through her closet, then her medicine cabinet and finally through the now yellowed piece of paper that was once her to-do list. Flour will run out by Monday? Lycra tops have inexplicably shrunk? Great. Now she plans a weekend date at a café in the mall where she can shop for these.
Some say bumping into your date in the hosiery check-out line right before the date is embarrassing, but she says it’s a chance to practise your poker face and strengthen your peripheral vision (as you surreptitiously glance into his shopping basket).

  • Date Mate:

The last and final OED (that I know of) is nothing but a social butterfly and a chatterbox at heart. Despite the obvious incompatibility she can’t resist buddying up with her fellow date.
“Maybe the problem is you are address women as ‘yo! hot mamma’. If you don’t mind my asking what’s your relationship with your mum like?”
“I must fix you up with Vina. She too adoooores Justin Bieber.”
“….and that’s why I decided to walk away. What’s your perspective as a guy?”
“Where did you buy this black lace shirt? Stitched? Really? What was the cost per metre?”
Having met OEDs in person was quite revealing. They weren’t super women or the other extreme – oddballs. They were simply women who saw beyond ‘Mission Groom’.
Every coffee date wasn’t a do or die situation, a sword hanging over their heads; in fact there was always an upside – be it a good meal, scratching errands off a list or finding a new buddy.
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