I tried to think of who I was jealous of and what was the reason behind it. I went back to a time when I was perhaps six years old. One day I noticed a classmate of mine wearing a very pretty three strand necklace, it was made of tiny beads. It caught my attention, somehow I couldn’t forget it and wished I had one. I wasn’t jealous of her at all and neither was I angry.
I’m not sure why I always thought my parents will not be able to afford it. The thought remained tucked away in my mind. I did not lose any sleep over it , but every now and then I dreamed, that necklace will magically appear in my drawer. I never told my parents about it, not even years later.
Many moons passed we moved from Delhi to Rawalpindi. Then moved to Bangladesh when my father passed away. I lived in Comilla , Bangladesh, after high school, I moved to Dhaka. I finished my education in various cities. Fate moved me to Gander Newfoundland. From there to my final destination, St. John’s.
It was here that tucked away dream of the necklace suddenly appeared in my mind. I have a relative who lives in California, USA. She came to visit us. I was telling her about a lot of things, and believe it or not my thoughts went back to my childhood and that necklace. I related the whole story, she got up and said, ‘wait a minute I’ll be back in a minute.’
She came back with a three strand necklace in her hand and gave it to me. It does not resemble the one I saw years ago. But it has three strands.
I guess I wasn’t jealous of my classmate, which is why my wish was fulfilled years later.