Read John Keats , my mind was already perplexed coz of his thoughts on beauty are really of complex nature. And now I watched American Beauty! Great Movie! But I regret I couldn't watch it properly. However , one scene of movie , I can not forget. Its when the hero shows heroine his video clips and among those clip , there is a clip of , "Dancing Bag and lots of yellow leaves" ... He says - There are plenty of beautiful things in this world , and I am afraid I would not be able to capture and store all of them. His conception of beauty more confuses me when he shoots a dead bird and upon being asked why he is shooting it , he says - because it is beautiful.
Beauty --- The only word , brings all pictures in front of our eyes , which we think are beautiful . They may be , face of your beloved , rain at night , high mountains , your baby sleeping in his mother's arms , lovely blue frock which you wore on your last b'day , a night camp - fire with all of your friends... and alike.
A thing of beauty - you can admire , love , respect , desire. It gives Joy no doubt , but it makes me sad too. Beauty must die. But moreover , what about those things which are not beautiful in people's eye. They attract me. The things which go unnoticed , they call me. I hear their call... look at them and say in lowly voice - " Oh you poor poor things... you are also beautiful..so beautiful! and lovely in your own way... "
One more beautiful aspect of Beauty which touched me a lot is - few things which are really sad are really beautiful. The beauty of their is elevating , gentle , full of pathos. As John Keats says , Though Spring's songs are lovely . Autumn has its own song too... So , unnoticed beauty is also beauty , and less beautiful things are still beautiful. You only need a heart and an sympathetic eye to find out and admire a beautiful thing.
Beauty --- The only word , brings all pictures in front of our eyes , which we think are beautiful . They may be , face of your beloved , rain at night , high mountains , your baby sleeping in his mother's arms , lovely blue frock which you wore on your last b'day , a night camp - fire with all of your friends... and alike.
A thing of beauty - you can admire , love , respect , desire. It gives Joy no doubt , but it makes me sad too. Beauty must die. But moreover , what about those things which are not beautiful in people's eye. They attract me. The things which go unnoticed , they call me. I hear their call... look at them and say in lowly voice - " Oh you poor poor things... you are also beautiful..so beautiful! and lovely in your own way... "
One more beautiful aspect of Beauty which touched me a lot is - few things which are really sad are really beautiful. The beauty of their is elevating , gentle , full of pathos. As John Keats says , Though Spring's songs are lovely . Autumn has its own song too... So , unnoticed beauty is also beauty , and less beautiful things are still beautiful. You only need a heart and an sympathetic eye to find out and admire a beautiful thing.
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Beauty afterall lies in the eye of beholder...
Its a misconception that -(Beauty afterall lies in the eye of beholder...) ...
Take the example of Taj mahal - It is beautiful (for almost every eye) and the one who doesn't like it , may be said to have bad taste. (The thought is from one of the hindi essay)
That's why I was confused... but then I think there is a mid-way(which my sister also agrees with) Beautiful things certainly possess beauty in themselves , it would be rude and injustice to say that they are not beautiful but beauty lies in our (viewer's eyes). But few things / feelings / gestures which we find beautiful on the basis of our definition and likings...
I hope I am not sounding obscure here....
TC!
@ Devu - yeah ur point is ryt too :)