IF LOOKS COULD KILL!!!!

If looks could kill I would have been definatly dead that day. I am saying this because I had been a victim of such a crime once before and injury this time around was a bit deep. I never knew when and what hit me but surely something did as I was caught off guard. I won’t lie also because the incident happened at a temple and all I felt was honest. Surprisingly the more you think you know a person the more they prove you wrong. There is something mysterious about her.
The three of us were having a general conversation and there was a instant when I accidentally looked at her only to find out that her eyes starring at god and that was a continuous stare as if praying desperately for or about something which I thought she was actually doing with lots of hope and belief and needing something that actually she deserve. Those eyes were so fixed at idol she had absolutely no idea about the conversation which was going on. I could even see reflection of street lights from all over those eyes.
Just like the reflection of lights that is seen on water in a clear dark night, sparkling and hazy. There was hint of accumulation of tears in eyes just before the floodgates open and things go loose. I guess faith in god and trust in destiny were the only things holding the dam during that overflow of emotions from what I believe you can’t enact or hide them. It was really bad to see brightness and shine of hopes, dreams and aspirations covered by clouds of fear and uncertainty. Seeing that look in those eyes scared the living daylights out of me. I don’t know how to phrase it correctly as words can be interpreted in many different meanings.
You might sum up the entire event to be a purely imaginative and exaggerated and I won’t be if you do so. In other words when you visit art gallery you barely pay attention towards the color of wall behind or the type of frame of the painting. Your full attention is captured by the painting and not things around it. So after looking at a particular painting for 3-4 times you can easily tell weather anything has changed in it from the last time you saw it. It’s like you see something new every time you see that painting. Also no matter how bad or attractive the wall or frame is the beauty lies in the painting itself. Hers painting in my mind starts from supratrochlear to infratrochlear filled with colors of integrity and respect all the way. Anything apart from it doesn’t matters to me.
From what I have learned some people deserve so much better form life knowing that there approach towards it was good, positive and greeting. Contrastingly the things that you want very dreadfully are sometime most illusive. Seeing them go through same phase through which you already had been and you are unable to empathize on the situation. Such things make you feel so timid and vulnerable about things in life. This made me realize that there is more in life than just achieving success and statues. End of the day such things may even works as fuel to drive you to your goal and happiness. You know there is a saying “YOUR EYES SEE WHAT YOU WANT IT TO SEE” but still without happiness and a method to convey it to people around you, it life is like a lame old donkey. Hope the gloomy painting would be filled with bright and beautiful colors of success, happiness and joy as they were before.

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