Chapter 15: The Art of ‘Surprises’ It was almost one year since Sakshi and I fell in love. I wanted to give her a very big surprise this time apart from the monthly expected ones. She was accustomed to almost every form of surprise of mine. So, this time I thought of something totally out of the world, out of my mind. “Divya. I am going to Mumbai for some days.” I told my sister while we were having our brunch after a lazy morning. “I want to give a surprise to Sakshi. Just nod to everything I say.” I whispered in Divya’s ears because Sakshi was sitting right in front of me. “What???” Sakshi too asked with a startled voice. “Why are you going all of a sudden?” Sakshi was eager to know. “Just some official work I need to finish.” I said. “I’ll be back within a week.” I knew that Sakshi was expecting me to talk to my parents about fixing our date for the wedding, but my procrastination made her a bit weary. After an hour, while I was pretending to pack my bags...
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.