Eyes... the best gift by God so that we can see things. But eyes are much more than just eyes. Eyes are reflection of human feelings, a mirror of imagery of emotions. Imagine... when you see something scary isn't that fear clearly visible in your eyes? When your beloved looks at you and smile and you come to know what she is trying to say. Then you reply in the same manner with your twinkling eyes contained with lots of love,"I love you too." Wow! Eyes are not just eyes. They are amazing.
I walk on street a bit in haste, so that I manage to get in office on time and my fat boss does not teach me those boaring lessons which I already have listened hundreds of times. How he was always punctual at his work when he was of my age. What the hell I am supposed to do if he had plenty of free time when he was twenty one. I almost run lost in these thoughts until a poor street boy distracts my broad day dreaming when he comes across my way. Wrapped in rags, his neck black because of not bathing since ages. I stop and try to alter my way and it is when he peeps through his eyes straight into my eyes. There was an appeal that entered into my soul from the door of my eyes. He utters not a single word. My feet jam, I could not walk a single step. His eyes were demanding. They were saying something to me. Yes, they were saying,"I am hungry." Mighty impact of speaking eyes!
Remember so well I still, magical game of eyes when I saw her first time. In my new coaching class she was standing with her friends, her hair floating in the air which she was trying to collect and wind would scatter them on her face again. I still remember that laughing face and more than that those two most beautiful laughing eyes. I was staring her until she noticed me. She noticed someone is gazing her. She looked at me. Ah! I can die for that look. Such a pair of beautiful eyes I never saw before in my life. Those dark brown eyes. She looked at me as if trying to say why you are staring me but the very next moment she pulled her eyes off me and left.
The game of eyes is very interesting. When you are not looking at her she will make sure no one else is observing her and will look at you with stealing eyes but her head will still stay down pretending that her entire attention is in the book in her hands. As soon you feel someone's eyes upon you and raise your eyes up at her she will step into your heart, just for a fraction of second, by looking straight into your eyes and her cheeks would turn apple red and she would bow her eyes in shyness. She will pretend that she looking something else and mistakingly she happened to stop at you and this hide-seek game will bring a smile on your lips.
Eyes know the person whose you do not even know the name. They can find that person in crowd of millions faster than Google. Tears are another way of eyes to speak. When they are so much overpowered with a strong feeling, they flow down cheeks. Happy moments, sad moments, friendship moments, miss you moments, love you moments or don't go moments, all are expressed in special language of eyes. When words end, eyes become your words. When you are silent and your lips do not talk, your eyes communicate. They says eyes never speak. They say it right. Eyes are book of heart. So pure and innocent. Telling you how much someone loves you. Mirror of all sentiments. Fear, amour, anger, grief, care and everything which is made to feel. The best things you can do is to make two eyes cry for happiness and the best thing you can gift someone is to donate your eyes.
Eyes, I say again in the end, are not just eyes.
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WOW ...loved it !!
ReplyDeleteThank You! Nia :)
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