Looking into the mirror, I gaze extensively at myself annoying my eyes to prod my heart and soul. T ears blur my dream and somnolent thoughts stir my emotions as the universal question lingers in my mind – Am I Beautiful?
What being beautiful is and who gets to decide this? I always marvel does anyone ever ask this question to oneself. If there is a panel of judges somewhere that I am unaware of who get to define beauty and classify who in this world is beautiful and who is not.
Is it a solitary obsession or a blend of ingredients that makes a being beautiful? What are those components - the conspicuous curvaceous body, the smooth glowing skin, big eyes, orifice or the humble heart that is imprecisely perceptible through the eyes or is it the inaccessible soul; or the witty brain that makes a being beautiful or is it an amalgamation of all that characterize beauty? I think search for beauty is global.
What thought the Creator held when He was creating the universe? What was His idea of beauty or did He create all beings with equal procedures without being conscious of beauty. At this I am reminded of one of my favorite poems which goes like this…
All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful:
The Lord God made them all.
He gave us eyes to see them,
And lips that we might tell
How great is God Almighty,
Who has made all things well.
“The beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder.” I do not agree to it. Is one not beautiful if one is not admired or appreciated by someone? Is someone not beautiful if one goes unnoticed? According to me everyone beautiful because beauty is far beyond that eye could meet or heart could feel.
The Oxford Dictionary defines beauty as, ‘a combination of qualities that give pleasure to the senses or to the mind.’ It is said beauty doesn’t last forever. However I believe that every age, every relation and every being has its own charm and beauty. Our creator shaped us all only one of its kind and that exclusivity stays with us forever. The beauty lies in our inimitability.
It is not the beautiful body that holds a soul but a beautiful soul has a visible part called body. A soul cannot survive without beauty. Lately I have been so conscious of the presence of the unseen, unusual or hidden beauty. For me beauty is enigmatic, subtle, ethereal, untouched, unfathomable, intangible, inexplicable and yet inevitable.
We all are born with the powerful gift of beauty however we need to become cognizant, mull over and expel it. For beauty is what beauty does. It seems as if we are trying to prove to the world by any means that we are beautiful. If we believe that we are beautiful then by all means we are and it’s our opinion that really counts. A person is beautiful when he is able to bring in harmony, peace and happiness around.
By believing in ourselves we can make the world believe in us, however, we simply need to awaken it. But I suppose in order to do that we need the other person. The beauty would make more sense when it is shared. Now the question arises is there anyone beautiful enough to comprehend, appreciate and allocate the real beauty.
I am looking for the essence of true beauty and still unable to unearth it. Can you guide me?
