Beautiful People

May 12 2007




Their smiles, makes my face smile ... having my eyes gotten drenched to the verge ... some smiles r just too emotional to even look at. So full, so beautiful. ...... Beautiful ppl have those ... lookin at those smiles I found out the difference b/w pretty and beautiful, which I found to be so much fuller, lasting and real ... like a connection ... of not mere bent face makinga smile and lookin at ya, but transfering happiness into u and multiplying it by the moment on which the life is without worries and there is no gravity ... well, justa moment that is. But doesnt die easy that one. Leaves something in u.

I have seen many faces, making many faces ... I havent seen many faces of beauty though ... its somewhat similar. Maybe its not in the eye ... beauty is in the heart carrying something special for the beautiful one. Or maybe it rises out of the heart of the beautiful one. Or maybe beauty is just a relationship of heart. Who cares anyway wut it is if it exists ...

Prettiness doesnt even come to comparison ... cuz theres no other sight, nothing on earth whn theres beauty in the reach ...

Prettiness ... dies ... beauty lasts, even whn the beautiful dies ... it lives within the ones who absorbed it, who were blessed by those smiles and innocence, that purity of everything. The beauty lives on ... keeps spreading through the processes like smiles. Makin it just possible for some to push it through the next day sometimes. It is chastity.

Dont know where it comes from, respect, sincerity, honesty, the want to sacrifice everything, obsession for poise ... so much it contains ...

So how we get to be so confused isa game of God :) ... everytime u have 2 choices ... if only you could see and if only you could choose heaven, u will go to heaven ... so pray for the sight ... thats all it takes to be in heaven.

Well ... lets just face it ... even Angelina Jolie has lost it :D ... Ayshwarya Rai ..... But my mother becomes more beautiful everytime I look at her, try to do it ... look at ur friends, the smiles of the ppl who gave u any kind of light, or made the room comfortable enough for u to breathe ... sometimes u want to die right whn u have that smile in ur eyes ... u just donno wut the hell to do with something like that ... dont know why though :S ... its weird ...loves weird ... everythings weird ... God made it so confusing ... I understand it completely, but still, I discover something new everyday. Everythings so damn simple, but messes up the head somedays ..... But some other days r ... well, they r just beautiful ... those little little moments of ur life ... whn u get to live. Arent they just worth the depression u have to go through for so long ... dont answer now ... ask this to urself whn u see beauty. I promise u ... u will ...

Unburied

The dreams ... which were buried under what had became a plateau of fears, disappointments and frustrations, she cud hear them cry from the deep ... she was amazing ... Gave me wut I had never gotten once they started to be put under the sand ... she gave me courage ... to realize ... that they r still alive and finally broke me whn I started to hear them cry silently inside ... like they were waiting for their father to come and rescue ... and I was ....... I was like ina coma, a social, spiritual, sensual coma. I had faked my smiles so much that I had forgotten the real use of em ... I had faked being happy so much that I had started to believe that I was happy, or maybe I didnt even care about happy. I had lied the same lie everyday, for everyone that I had forgotten that it was a lie ... and even had settled myself for it being the truth. Maybe not even realizing the possibility of truth as whole.

She was reintroducing me with the truth, the colors, which I hesitantly but in a while with her unrestrainable, penetrating smile that went just in to awake something every time which had died before so long ago that there weren't even footsteps left, I did. Somehow ..... I did. It was yesterday when I was laughing, I realized that I was actually laughing .. and it was actually a laughter after a "long time" .... I could even feel the flow of time ... and it didnt feel like I hadnt laughed before .. I had I rmmbred now ... and it wasnt very long ago ... I rmmbred having a gud time ... laughing out loud ... no pretentious social necessity ... that night after so long ... I actually cried because of that laughter. I actually felt the need of someone to talk to. It was like coming back from an island where I was left alone after years.

All the feelings I cud feel again ... were hurtful but it was gud to have them back ... running away from hurt, had brought me to run away from happiness along with it. I finally could understand the importance of facing the reality and not concealing emotions under "strength" which I thought it was. But I didnt feel like a coward anymore, she had her hand in mine, and I was ready to face everything, even my life. How all the hurt turned into a beautiful life again ... I donno how she did that. She was beautiful ... I could see it ... she really was ... I could recognise beauty again ... I could again want something and it wasnt something I was surely gonna have, it was just a mere want, not relating to any kind of possibility, it was a pure want. I could again dream something, most amazingly, I dug out the dreams that night which I had buried long ago so I wuldnt have to see them again. They were still as young, as powerful when I touched em and looked as possible as it was to dream ..... again.