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Beauty lies... lies untruly

Beauty lies. Isn't? You and your friend may not easily agree on whether a thing is beautiful or not, not even in a small space like the company environment where the atmosphere is almost unchanging. Even if you find one to agree, it might not be a permanent choice as you tend drop all the definitions and look at it from a very different perspective when a new thing is placed around. "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder" might be true forever, in spite of so many scientific inventions to enable us to see better. How startling it is - we never can see a thing as it is! Beauty is not what really a thing is but what your eyes see.


DreamingAway: Beauty lies... Lies untruly

The above picture is taken with the smartphone. How beautiful are the lines curving up and down! How elegantly the light spreads from one end to the other! While someone sees it this way, the other person will still say it as beautiful for what it means, ignoring everything else. Beauty is not always what your eyes see but how your mind interprets.


You will start appreciate life more if you start learning to see the bigger picture of it. Infinite things work together so orderly to define every phase of everything in this universe. Even beauty is the correspondence of many things. A breeze gently moving the leaf with dewdrop on its edge reflecting the sunrays could be more beautiful than they are taken individually. What you see is beautiful only if the union is more, both in the form of presence as well as in the absence of things. Mind is helpless with this much vastness to conclude anything. Beauty is not always what your mind interprets but the feel you get from a thing.


DreamingAway: Beauty lies... Lies untruly

Even a random thing, like the not even half centimeter black circle falling from its position to the edges towards you for a fraction of a second could mesmerize and leave you awestruck for years by its beauty. No, it is neither the mind nor the feel, it happens even before you start feel about it. Myriad of emotional thoughts can only follow it. Beauty is not always the feeling you get but just that single magical spark that makes you appreciate the thing.


I may say beauty lies everywhere and upon everything. But that would eventually become untrue. The red rose that seen through the window at the daybreak won't be of same beauty few hours later when I am in a hurry to start my day's work.



Kovil Pillai P.
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