And then i could see her,so full of life.She wore a childish smile throughout the day,looking beautiful ad tantalizing on the outside.
Her face so serene,her eyes,glittering and shimmering like the stars that illuminate the dark sky,her cheeks,soft as cotton and her teeth,adorably crooked,and her short hair dancing on her shoulders as she gracefully grooved to the music she was listening.She looked beautiful.
That’s the way every eye saw her.But as i stepped a little closer,trying to recreate her picture in my heart,my heart’s eyes enlarged,blinked rapidly-my heart could see through her soul,which no other eyes could dig into.
Her oh-so-beautifully-Indian-crooked-tooth-smile didn’t touch her eyes.She imposed it on her lips forcefully,not letting anyone see through the dazzling bright smile of hers,underneath which were her darkest fears.
My heartbeat quickened as i moved my eyes up,to look at her glittering,kohl-rimmed eyes.They were like an unsolved mystery.I stared right in her eye,trying to gaze as deep as possible and in a fraction of second,i could see what no one did.
There was a glint of sadness,pain and desperation,DESPERATION FOR HAPPINESS!
I saw the unshed tears that strained hard not to pour out on her beautifully carved cheek bones but craving to be unleashed and burst out.
And through her eyes and her smile,i witnessed her damaged soul.All it took,to see through her,was a little care and understanding!
She still had that smile nicely curved on her red-full-lips and she winked her eyes as they met mine. I could read the little secret they carried,the signal her eyes conveyed,which was-