EYES

I know for the consecutive day my blog titles look quite similar, but this is about real eyes. Eyes.. Eyes tell a lot of stories, stories of Love, Fear, Hope, and Apprehension. Sometimes you can look into the soul of a person just by looking into his or her eyes, at other times you get bluffed by them, one might be holding back gallons of tears but won't give away a hint of that, I have seen stories in people's eyes, but there are few which keep reverberating in my mind.It happened on a bus trip I made from Bhavnagar to Ahmedabad during my college days. As usual I was travelling alone and lost in my thoughts….. and with myself….totally unaware about sea of people around me……

I was sitting on first seat just behind the driver…….when I encountered those eyes.She must have been around 70, was of medium built and could have easily mingled with the crowd. But she possessed one thing that set her apart from others (at least for me) from everyone else,,,, her eyes.She was staring straight at me with her big red eyes. Red because her eyes were so big and beautiful but that stare was really ruining its beauty and because of that stare red color is more clearly visible to me….. as if she had cried for a long time…….that's what keeps coming to my mind.

Now….What was the story behind them? Story of sorrow, happiness, dreams, lost opportunities or of hope?

Were they the eyes that generalized the lives of Indians, more specifically the Indians living below the poverty line? The story that all of us know but conveniently forget .The story of a India which still lurks in the shadow of the Brilliance of India's Economic Growth.

I can quibble about what's wrong and what should be done .But does that make any difference unless I go and do something about it?

Meanwhile this lady keeps staring at me, maybe she senses something, but what? . I look at her now and then for the better part of 2 hours she stares back without blinking even once….this made me very conscious…..at one moment I felt as if just go and ask her…. but something stopped me…..

People came and went but this lady keep on staring at me…… in the middle of nowhere, between obscurity and nothingness…… in some time a part of space between is vacated by the crowd, as one being, with those red eyes leading the way !!!!

And just left me speculate till date what that was for? Still searching those Eyes... which speaks.

Jyoti