My mess became my message.

Rejected. Again. And again.

One girl ended it. Then another. Then it became a pattern I couldn't explain. I was the good guy — decent, loyal, trying hard — and it kept not working. Trying harder only made it worse.

The part I don't skip when I tell this

It stopped being about girls and started being about me. I got depressed. There was a stretch where I genuinely didn't want to be here anymore. I say this out loud because a lot of men are sitting exactly there, convinced they're the only one, and convinced it's permanent. It isn't.

The realisation that changed everything

I stopped looking for someone to blame and started studying. Books, coaches, programs — anything I could find on how attraction, psychology and relationship dynamics actually work. And it clicked: I wasn't broken, and she wasn't the villain. I simply had no skill, and no understanding of what was happening between two people.

That's a knowledge problem. Knowledge problems are solvable. That single reframe — from a typical nice guy chasing approval to a genuine man women actually fall in love with — changed everything that came after.

Qualified as a Chartered Accountant — and walked away

I cleared one of India's hardest exams and got the career everyone wanted for me. Then I left it. Not because CA was wrong, but because I'd found the thing I couldn't stop doing: teaching men what nobody had taught me. My pain had become my passion, and my personal problems had become wisdom worth sharing.

I met my wife

Shruti. Married four years now — and she coaches women through the exact same work from the other side. We get to test everything we teach on the hardest possible subject: our own marriage.

50,000 men later

8+ years of coaching. Over 50,000 men through workshops and trainings, and 6,000+ still inside my advanced programs. Same work, every day: turning the thing that nearly broke me into something useful for someone else.