In such an awe-inspiring world, full of the wonderful creations of god,how can we just furl anything. Some of them are tending to infinity and a lot of them are already at such a position where we cannot even imagine to delimitate them with the bonniest combination of alphabets we know so far! Most of us feel like we can define a lot of things by our knowledge of language. But I can't !I tried to define, "beauty" ,a very common thing, but trust me I don't even have a fake hint that from where I am supposed to start.
Well for me,
It is in the pearl, shining in sunlight.
It is in the bird, flying from the horizon while sunset.
It is in the sudden laughter of an infant.
It is in the raindrop, sandwiched between the air and the soil.
It is in the smile of a women, when flaunted by her husband.
It is in the emotions of a pen, giving ink to someone's feelings.
It is in the love of a boy which is reflected in tears for his girl.
It is in the whiteness of a husband, whose wife gayly ate the "terrific result" of his cooking.
It is in the lips of a baby, trying to speak his heart out initially.
It is in the feelings of a mother, who wore a saree from her son's first income.
It is in the way of driving of a father, steering his daughter's first car.
It is in "that" pinch of vermilion, which a groom uses to beautify his bride.
It is in those little drops of water that are stuck on a lotus.
It is in the "wish list" of a little girl, who is cavalier about the pricy world.
It is in all the torn pricetags of gifts, bought for friends.
It is the travail of a father to keep his little princess's dreams alive about the king.
It is in those words of a brother that irritates his sister.
It is in the fight for the last sip of coke that a brother and a sister have for hours.
Much more is there to say about it but, there will be the shortfall of science when we will start shaping the things of this awful world. Even the grassroots words we use all day for expressing our feelings are themselves hard to explicate.
So I feel like saying, "World is BEAUTIFUL !"
Ironic , no? can't even define the word but expressing the world in terms of that word only.....
Well for me,
It is in the pearl, shining in sunlight.
It is in the bird, flying from the horizon while sunset.
It is in the sudden laughter of an infant.
It is in the raindrop, sandwiched between the air and the soil.
It is in the smile of a women, when flaunted by her husband.
It is in the emotions of a pen, giving ink to someone's feelings.
It is in the love of a boy which is reflected in tears for his girl.
It is in the whiteness of a husband, whose wife gayly ate the "terrific result" of his cooking.
It is in the lips of a baby, trying to speak his heart out initially.
It is in the feelings of a mother, who wore a saree from her son's first income.
It is in the way of driving of a father, steering his daughter's first car.
It is in "that" pinch of vermilion, which a groom uses to beautify his bride.
It is in those little drops of water that are stuck on a lotus.
It is in the "wish list" of a little girl, who is cavalier about the pricy world.
It is in all the torn pricetags of gifts, bought for friends.
It is the travail of a father to keep his little princess's dreams alive about the king.
It is in those words of a brother that irritates his sister.
It is in the fight for the last sip of coke that a brother and a sister have for hours.
Much more is there to say about it but, there will be the shortfall of science when we will start shaping the things of this awful world. Even the grassroots words we use all day for expressing our feelings are themselves hard to explicate.
So I feel like saying, "World is BEAUTIFUL !"
Ironic , no? can't even define the word but expressing the world in terms of that word only.....
