Chapter 14: Brainstorming Life’s Ambitions After the brief meal, I was relaxing on the terrace watching the view of the twilight sky. The orange-ish blue horizon formed a magnificent gradient as the background for the resplendent Taj Vivanta which was right across our apartment. The invariable cacophony of the trains at Yeshwantpur railway station, traffic on the busy Tumkur road , and the excruciating noise of Namma Metro flyover construction work, all added up to exterminate the tranquillity I came searching for. I took out my camera and started clicking pictures of the sky, and everything that bothered me and pleased me. I can still enjoy this evening . I consoled my conscience. “Abhi... What are you doing up here?” Divya came up searching for me. Her eyes were eager and they had a questionnaire ready. “Shoot me.” I said. “What???” She asked with a surprise. “Take a picture of me.” I said. She didn’t get it for the first time. “Oh!” She carefully handled my equ...
Seasons turn, yet their rhythm never falters. The rains arrive when they must, the sun blazes in its time, and winter winds whisper their quiet chill. So too with this blog—its name carries a deliberate flaw, a gentle reminder that mistakes are part of us, often unnoticed, sometimes beautiful. Let this one be the sweetest slip of all: where Ameet becomes a myth, and myths find their faith. That's "Ameethyst"—born of imperfection, yet gleaming all the more for it.