The Amethyst

You might be wondering what this post might be all about. You might wonder if I would be writing about some manufacturing of a gem or its artifacts or history or even worse, its usage.. Hell no.. I chose the title because nothing else describes the passage I am about to share with you.

Many many years ago, in that golden era of my childhood, is the time it all began. Oops.. what began? Why did it begin? How did it begin? Well, these are not the questions in my mind. But they are the ones that just popped in your mind. Read on..

Back then, everything seemed so beautiful, so mysteriously amazing, so wonderful that little did the rest of the world had its effect on me. No worries about different kind of securities, whether financial gains, or materialsitic desires. Things just existed and everyone were quite content in what they had. But there was something that was lacking and it was that exact thing which started showing its presence and its glitter.

I am not a historian to give you specific dates, a chronological order of events, but i wil try my best to let you know about it.

School days:

Not sure when she joined. Not sure.. All I know is the fact that she was there. That girl with a spectacles that was as thick as a bible can possibly be!! a hair do that was so different than the other lot that existed there. She was always in her own world. Little was she amazed by what other girls did in her class. I will call her as the amethyst. I chose so for a reason.

In her attire at those times, she was unique. I did try a lot to know her. To understand her. Well, I was not trying to impress her. But she was something different. She had a very protective instinct in her, a caring nature, a tenderness of thought, a simple way of telling out the meanings of bigger things. This was often lost in the glitter that was made by the other lot. But this never ceased to exist.

Like an amethyst, she existed in the school. When you think of amethyst, what comes in your mind? A gem? A jewel? or a precious stone? or may be, an invaluable thing that just makes you feel, learn and accept the fact that there are true things that still exist? As far as I know, an amethyst is a gem, a purple shining gem. It may not glitter as much as gold does. It may not be as strong as a diamond is, worse even, it might not be as expensive as platinum. May be thats the exact reason as to why it is so different from other gems. Be it a ruby, or an emerald or a saphire. an amethyst is different. In everything, in every manner. And thats exactly how she was.

Present Day:

Years passed. With no visual contact. Nor was there any speech that happened. But years later, when I saw the amethyst, I saw what was transformed into something so different and so unique. I literally lost interest in every other gem available.

Back then, to current now, may be the outer appearance changed. I am grateful of the ability to see the inner aspect of anything. Due to which I noticed one thing. The essence of the amethyst never changed. It was still the same.

Be it the way she laughs, or the way she has that typical face expression when she is shocked, or be it the way she eats chapathi, nothing has changed. What did change is the way she talks. Back then, she talked less. But I still remember how she used to frame what she wanted to tell me about. Now, she does it effortlessly. However, the "quisshh" thing never gets off my mind. The way cornea of her eyes are and the way retina reacts to the surprise she faces, thats still the same. Walking used to be subtle, over years it has changed.. Those steps that are taken after a careful consideration, that hygenic approach for health, laughter....

Epilogue:

Hold your thoughts right there. Dont let it roll out. For the thoughts that are there in your mind right now are precious. To express is human essence. To suppress and resent the same is also a human nature.

A mystery that has been, which I have understood, as it still unfolds, makes me understand even more. The more you understand it, the deeper it gets, the lesser you try to understand, the more trivial it becomes. Thats the amethyst I am talking about.