My Innocence

I met a little girl, As fragile as could be And i don't know somehow,  She reminded me of me! In her little eye she saw a dream, Of happiness unmatched But every time she made it true There came a little catch And each time a little tear, Would fall on her knee But again and again she tried For she wanted to succeed. Her innocence was soon broken In light of further days, For every time she tried to smile, Darkness pushed her away. And though she broke entirely, From within Outside, she tried to put a show And tried to mingle in. And she tried to piece together Her unhappy shattered heart, But inside she was tearing Slowly. part by part. I met a little girl As fragile as could be, It's hard to believe, I know That girl was me.

Beauty indeed lies in the eyes of it's beholder

What is beauty? Well, if we go by dictionary it says something that gives you pleasure, but what is more important – pleasure to eyes or pleasure to heart?
Kabirji once said ‘bada hua toh kya hua jaise pedh khajoor, panchi toh chaya nahi, fall lage ati door'.
Now, we all know this is an old adage. Through this adage kabirji talks about a date tree which grows so tall and its fruit grows far as well that it is very hard to reach up and get them. It doesn’t provide shade so travelers cant even take rest under it. They just look at it and pass by. It just tells us that there is no use to be proud of something of yours until or unless it is able to give others happiness or share their sorrows.
Now you all must be wondering why am I talking about this when I am supposed to speak on beauty and its beholder. Well using this adage I want to talk about what beauty really means? We all know that beauty doesn’t need any kind of ornaments. It is a gift from god to human being. A person who is blessed by nature is blessed by precious beauty and we all are. But creator doesn’t want any kind of change in his creation. For many people having a fair complexion is a mark of beauty but just having fair complexion is not everything. If we go deep down in detail then there are many ways of considering beauty. There are many ways of interpreting it. It proceeds through time. It creates structures that can be neither seen nor touched. It characteristically creates something highly abstract, something that appears outside the imagination of its beholder. Beauty does lie in the eyes of the beholder. For instance I may think someone is exceptionally beautiful but the other person may not agree. It also means that my eyes may be different than what beauty is to you. For someone a child crying is a noise but for his mother it is music. A man has kept his things, for me it is a man’s trash but for you it is another man’s treasure. Poets, painters and all other creative artists have always believed that beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder and in the contemplative mind of its observer. For a perceiving eye the inscriptions on the stones of Ajanta and Ellora caves may present a world of beauty and a source of inspiration but for the other person it is a wastage of time and ancient sculptor.
In the end…..
There are so many beauties in this appealing world. There is beauty in child’s innocence and in mother’s love graceful rivers, shining night and in a rainy day. There is beauty in me and beauty in you, so many beauties in this spectacular world and its dazzling life.