Look Into A Stranger's Eyes!

When we look into a stranger's eyes, we connect through a magical thread. The course of our life we live, maybe affected forever. Our entire being will begin to crave for their presence. We begin to feel a magical atmosphere all around us. Sometimes we may feel that our existence is at stake without their presence. Not knowing how these feelings have suddenly sprouted within us, we follow the magical feeling it exhuberates.

This is when it all begins. The confusion so profound, that we are dazzed and dazzeled by its lustre! But without knowing our inner divine, neither can we live nor die. For our Spirit is confounded by the depths of human emotions. We are blinded by mundane things all around us. But when we look close enough we can see that, what we actually see, touch, feel, is not real. When this magical feeling comes over us, nothing else makes sense. It is then that we really beging to see the real world.

It is then we realise that what is real is within us...our Soul!

The spirit of our Soul is what makes us live, make the choices in our life and gives us the courage to look into a stranger's eyes. Because its not we see that truly matters, but what we don't see that makes us what they truly are! So next time you look into a stranger's eyes, really look into them...not with your eyes...but with your soul!

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