"Not" a love story

It is almost a year that when I came back from my mission in Arizona. I remember that I went to the temple right after coming home to New Jersey. That day I met this family who were from India. I was so excited to see a family coming all the way from India just to become an eternal family. I was very impress and I felt that I needed to go and talk to them, so I did. We introduced each other and we even exchanged information. The family consisted in Mom, Dad, one son (who is the oldest) and two daughters. They went back to India but the oldest son whose name is Veeran and I stayed in touch. We started to email each other once in a while until one day he commented that he would come back to New York, and that he was coming here to find a good “mormon” wife. I wished him good luck and told him that there were many good girls in New York for him. He wrote back to me and he told me the same things about coming to New York and his desires to find a wife here, but this time he said that he wanted me for a wife, so he proposed to me through email. I can’t deny that I was shocked for what I had just read and at first I thought it was a joke, but when the days passed by he kept writing me and I saw that this was real, he really wanted me as his wife. I wrote him back and expressed my feelings toward him. For many years I have had the rule of not having any long distance nor cyber relationships. That’s just not me even though I play around about it sometimes but nothing serious. In the mean while I have had some crushes, but nothing more than crushes because it never goes anywhere. Anyway, this “friendship” became a big stress for me. I received phone calls from him, at 6 am (as some of you know, I am not a morning person). It got irritated sometimes an very frustrating for me because I told him many times that I can not marry him because I don’t even know him, I just met him ONCE. How am I suppose to marry someone that I don’t know and whose culture is completely different than mine? I don’t have anything against marrying anyone from a different culture but sometimes you just can’t help looking at the different views we have a. out everything. So until this point he has been calling me almost every single day at the same time 8 times a day and I just do not answer the phone because he just does not understand that I don’t want anything with him. I really do not want to hurt him and I really do not know what to do or what to say to him so he can move on with his life instead of perusing something impossible. This may sound rude and the truth is that it has cross my mind about giving it a chance, because I would love to have the chance of being loved and love someone back, but my heart does not think the same when it comes to this particular person because all the situation makes him look as a possessive person instead of someone who want to share love and happiness. I guess I would have to find a way of not hurting him, but convince him to move on with his life.