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Beauty

Many people have called me beautiful, some very beautiful, attractive and so on... But I have a confession. I have never found myself beautiful except on very rare occasions when the light falling on the mirror reflected on me making my face glow. May be I have not yet found the proper definition of beauty yet. Should it be inner or superficial? Should it be natural or artificial? Whenever you ask anyone who is the most beautiful, the faces or names that come to your mind are those of celebrities with their engineered beauty. Obviously we don't remember the good-at-heart persons even though we preach about inner beauty. Is it just a topic for seminars which makes for a beautiful, catchy sentence to impress the listeners? And I have another question. What is the need and use of this beauty? To please the roving eyes of others? To get appreciative glances and feel as proud as a peacock? I don't know. I haven't found an answer yet.

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  1. Bhargavi BhatSeptember 22, 2009 at 6:58 PM

    had read somewhere-'beauty lies in the eyes which see'.even i believe in this statement,what seems to be beautiful for me may not be beautiful for someone else.i think beauty is something which the person seeing it enjoys and feels happy seeing it(i am not just talking about beautiful women,it may be the beauty of nature also)......use of beauty may be-it has given a subject to write and discuss for the poets and writers........
    if that profile photo is really your's,then even you are truly beautiful.........

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