Material Girl

I went diamond-shopping this weekend. Last year I received a corporate pat-on-the-back with a financial award. Someone suggested that I spend it on jewelery instead of frittering it away on clothes, books and shoes. It took me months but I finally agreed.

It’s not even the first major purchase I made, even for jewellery. I saved up on my first job and bought my father a new cellphone and my mother, a diamond ring. That was a funny feeling. A memorable feeling, a funny one and one I’ll treasure all my life…the exhilarating thrill that comes from being able to buy something for the people you love, who have provided for you all your life.

A few years later, I’m going big-purchase-shopping again. But it just is different. A different kind of different.


I think in my head, despite all the wonderous freedom of financial independence and mental release, my liberatedness has a few gaps in it. Like little stitches still binding me to old ways of being, long after I’ve snipped away the life I want to wear.

Diamonds are usually received as gifts, not bought for oneself. Gifted by a man..a father, a brother, a lover, a husband. If diamonds are a girl’s best friend, it’s because those sparkly stones carry the monetary value that they were bought for, but also the power of being cherished and indulged by men.

Diamonds have been symbolic for years and they continue to be so. Only my diamonds don’t list out the men who will lavish their affections on me. They remind me of everything that I’ve worked for and achieved. The power to buy a diamond as well as the right to wear one that is truly my own. It’s just odd how long it took me to accept the feeling. Not feel guilty about lavishing it on myself, not feel obligated to spending it on someone else or something more important/intelligent, not wonder if brandishing my economic power made me seem like even more of a man-hating feminist than people usually accuse me of being. It took me a long time to accept that it was okay to buy a diamond for myself and feel good about it.

Newfound power doesn’t come easy; it’s scary.

About IdeaSmith

IdeaSmith is the digital doppelganger of Ramya Pandyan (intrepid train-traveller and frequent spouter of post-midnight rhymes and rants). As IdeaSmith she battles obscurity and slays boredom with her stories about men, books, digitalia and Mumbai. She performs live and also blogs, tweets, Instagrams, Facebooks, +G’s, Youtubes and Goodreads all as IdeaSmith. Ramya is a blogger, digital storyteller and spoken word performer. She also runs a forum for aspiring writers called Alphabet Sambar. Tweet-bomb her at @ideasmithy.

Posted on March 1, 2009, in Seriously speaking and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 9 Comments.

  1. The power of being cherished and indulged……. hmm…..poor men, not enough symbols to associate this feeling with……

    Wow i wonder what exactly are you scared of…. being lonely perhaps??? Power always comes at that price. That is one price we all have to pay for even the smallest extent of power….

  2. They are really pretty!

    La Vida Locas last idea: Tolerance

  3. U bought those!! Nice 🙂

    Asfaqs last idea: How to approach a journalist

  4. Yeah, we love the attention, don’t we? But getting something for yourself is an awesome feeling too…i had that one when i got my tattoo.

    Enjoy them, they’re nice!!

    meetus last idea: Siddharth – The Prisoner: Could be liberating

  5. Congrats for your financial pat-on-back award. diamonds are wonderful.
    and buying one for yourself is more wonderful.
    i wonder how many women in society spend an amount of their hard work on themselves without being guilty of it.
    i’m proud that you did.

  6. @ anand: Fear of loneliness? Perhaps though that’s more a secondary-level thing. At the root of it is the fear of change, shifting status quo. Even if it is beneficial to me and my gender in the long run, it’s new and scary.

    @ La Vida Loca, Asfaq, meetu, unitechy: Thenk yew!! 😀

  7. yes,theres some nice tattoos here!

  8. As far as artistry goes, those are some remarkable tattoos.

  9. You go girl!….It’s not so much as a question of whether you’ve been gifted these or bought (for yourself), but rather your desire to get what you want and to actually get it. That desire and the will to fulfill the same, is indeed commendable.

    Irvine Flower Shops

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