Sometimes I wonder what if our Milky Way was made of emotions and not just planets spinning around aimlessly in the airless darkness. We would never co-exist; that’s the fact. All the love that we share with each other has transpired into beautiful relationships that we all cherish so much. If the world is made of people we love, it is also made of people we despise. It is also made of people who inspire us and people who never retire from being assholes. In short, the world we live in has been divided into two. And it’s not a religious divide; it’s not a political divide; neither it’s a divide of philosophies. In my view, it is a true divide of nature’s choice. Nature has always chosen wisely when it comes to its own survival. I’ll just paraphrase Paul Coelho when he quoted on people who were talking about saving earth, saving trees; this is what trees had to say, “We don’t need to be saved. The earth will live. Go save yourselves”. Revisiting the thought of nine planets havin...
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.