Windows to our soul? They speak a language all their own....and give away more than we would like them to. Often they bare to the world what we would like to keep hidden. They are, however, one of the first things I notice in a person.You can capture a person through their eyes. Cruelty, passion, hate, love, lies, truth.... it is always there in their eyes. I happen to love eyes and the reading of them. There is this waiter at my favorite lunch place and he has these cold flinty blue eyes, like the mercurial metal man from Terminator II (I forget his name). I am always mesmerized by his eyes. That eye color is always a little hard to read. I have noticed that people with eyes like that tend to have a mercurial personality also. Very unpredictable. (this BTW is all hogwash...simply one of my socially hypothetical musings!)
People have often complimented my eyes as being unforgettable. Some have even called them pretty and there have been one or two who used the word gorgeous! Then there is this one friend Tina, who says I have "Bhaanse ki ankhe" (Urdu...translated means eyes of a buffalo!). I get my eyes from my dad, (who in my opinion has stunning eyes...hehehe.....) and therefore I take no credit either for the "buffalo ness or the beauty, whichever one chooses to go with.
I am, however, cursed with the phenomenon of being incapable of keeping anything disguised in them. It has been the bane of my existence to never have been able to keep a lie, a crush, or even a prank successfully concealed in my ever frank and truthfully revealing eyes. To those who interact with me it is a delightful thing. To those who have tried to ask for my help in a lie, I have always let them down not by choice I might add. The darn eyes always gave the lie away!
I have in the course of my life become quite adept at reading eyes as a result of my own lack of guile with them. I may not be able to derive concrete judgements of individual instances, but the general trustworthiness, honesty and malice are very easily detectable to me in a pair of eyes.
Many other people seem to agree with the concept.
Then there is the case of being able to have an entire conversation with eyes alone. Very recently, a friend was most irritated because another friend and I had communicated an entire idea without uttering a single syllable and had a good giggle over the said communication without any trouble at all. The annoyed friend whom we shall call "nameless" felt very left out and demanded to be included. Now I don't know about you, but that kind of communication requires a ton of familiarity and similar mindset as well as several shared experiences. I don't think, try as we might, that nameless would ever have been able to pick up on our shared little joke.
What say you? Can we communicate through our eyes with anyone at will... Sure we can convey hints and gestures and even be suggestive, but to truly exchange an idea at length, now that takes rapport. Don't you agree...?
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In all seriosity
It was curiosity, that
killed the cat.
I can assure you
I’m trying to lure you, I’m
playing the rat
come hear me then
come near me when, I am
far.
That what is said
is not serious, instead
It is that what is
not.
(when I read this before publishing to your blog - i was like "wait a minute! - this might be misconstrued!" - hence the explanation: this was written some time back in a completely different context and is being put out to you for publishing since I think your site is a convenient free USB - it might have been more but i guess it is not)
Communicating with an eye? I can read peoples eye and you don't have bufflao's eye they are big though :P I got the same kind of photo like yours in this post. So read my eyes and tell me what's its saying!(in facebook) how did exams go?
Communicating with an eye? I can read peoples eye and you don't have bufflao's eye they are big though :P I got the same kind of photo like yours in this post. So read my eyes and tell me what's its saying!(in facebook) how did exams go?
Hey Kiddo, I came here to pen a poem I wrote long ago that I thought I had forgotten (i think there was more but this is all i remember) so I thought i'd (yet again)make use of your generosity and store it here: Here goes:
There is this private
thing I do
in a public place
I think of you
I like knowing that
no one knows
and my demeanor
never shows
and those around
don’t have a clue
That I am actually
thinking of you.
And since i did re-read this delightful post of yours, and was just last night thinking of IBD days - here are "my two pennies":
Delightful! ...rapport instantly communicable through a look...there is a particular friend from school/college with whom I had this to the extent of real trouble! We ended up getting banned from singing on stage together…..in one particular instance we burst out giggling during, of all things, a milaad! and in another, I don’t think we even “looked looked”, but the teeniest hint of amusement from one was all it took for us to burst out laughing during a rendition of a Chinese song before a Chinese delegation....we got banned thereafter.
Years later we still have the same kind of rapport just hearing the other's voice, when calling each other across the globe….it’s been ages, you know what?…I’ll go call her!
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