The Wonder In Her Eyes

       There was wonder in her eyes. Like the incessant beating of her heart, it had always been there. It had been there when she was born, and it would probably be there till the moment when her eyes would close forever.

      Like glittering diamonds, it shone from the depths of her eyes. It was an illusion though. The Depth. There was no depth in those eyes. People seldom realized this when they admired the beauty of her beautiful brown eyes.

       They said her eyes sparkled when she spoke of the things she loved. The Sounds of Nature. The Wind in her Face. The Smell of Rain. Little things. Just little things for the people who could see them but never had the time for. They said her eyes sparkled. Did they sparkle? Her eyes? May be people imagined things. They just couldn’t understand. Her eyes never sparkled.

       There was wonder in her eyes, because she had never really seen the world. The World? She couldn’t understand it sometimes. How could she? She’d never had a chance to know the ways of the world. Ignorance is bliss, they say. And this was ignorance for her. It wasn’t by choice though.

       But she was a fighter. A fighter armed with a disarming smile. And a pair of Depthless Unsparkling Beautiful Brown Eyes. She had fought her way into the world and she would fight her way through it. She would make her ignorance her strength and it would be her own choice.

      That’s who she was. A Warrior. A warrior who knew that swords weren’t always the answer. And that was her mantra – the universal prayer. “God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can and the wisdom to know the difference.” Perhaps acceptance was something she was born with. And as for courage, well, it had become a way of life for her.

       There was wonder in her eyes, because she had never seen the world. She had never seen the world because… because she couldn’t see.

       Yes, she couldn’t see. And she would fight her way through the world. But the wonder would stay. Always.