I take a kangyo comb my hair
Paint my lips, colour my eyes
O don’t I look just so wonderfully nice!
Solemnly they swear
O you are blind just as I
I am not a stickler for fashion. I have neither the sense nor the time. Recently, a 10 year old baini said to me. ‘Didi, you need to wear nice clothes and straighten you hair’. When I enquired as to why? She quickly supplied, ‘then you can get a boyfriend’.
I know this isn’t a big deal, most children these days are mature for their age (or chippu). The well commercialised idea of appearance we see on television, films and glossy magazines about the façade of beauty has truly infiltrated into the mind of a ten year old. The word beauty too is slowly and surely changing in this world around us.
My life is not very exciting. Yet I meet all sorts of people. Witty, obscure, intelligent, dim, funny, good looking, weird looking, to be precise, the usual sort. I know I shouldn’t but I judge many of these books by their cover. But as time passes and I open and read the pages, I read between the lines, I see the beautiful handwriting, the wonky ones, the complex words and the book comes alive as an individual. This person complete with their unique personality, fallibility, weaknesses and charms are all the primal factors that I take into account when I call them beautiful.
Beauty is not just visible to the naked eye. For what one can see changes everyday. I look at a panting and think it is beautiful today, but tomorrow when someone smears ink all over it the picture changes drastically, but the beauty that remains in the picture is the artist’s hard work and vision that came before the smear. Likewise a kti can be very pretty and a kta very handsome, but if their utterances are full of bigotry and vanity or lack sensibility or knowledge, there is no beauty there at all. As they lack the very core of beauty which is personality.
Well those were my nonsensical musings. What is beauty to you? Who are the beautiful people you revere? Hmm…I realise I should probably be tackling cyber sansar’s vulgar portrayal of women and the miss nepal competition but I will need to actually do some research before I rant so watch this space!