Faces

Have you ever thought of how many faces you’ve crossed in your entire life?
Some of them you’ve crossed and never noticed, some of them caught your eye.

“Ooh, that lipstick on that girl, that hair does not suit that guy, how deep is his..dimple”.

Some randomly walked pass you only to reappear in your life. That one guy who escaped your attention, that one person who you didn’t know until you saw him seeing you.

Makes you wonder, doesn’t it? We walk by people who in 5 minutes, a month, two years could mean everything to us. We could be walking on the same pavement with ten other people, two of which could be our future best friends. You could be sharing an elevator with the guy you would end up with, but you never know.

There are so many faces in this world that sometimes you forget you’re one of them. Maybe you were there when someone proposed, maybe you’re in the back of a picture of a crying baby. Maybe you were the one who helped the old lady climb down the stairs. So many faces, so many people, just one life.

Funny isn’t it? How timing works? One day you’re minding your own business and the next day you could be changing the world with the faces that were unknown to you till now. Or you could be falling in love with a guy who claims to have noticed you so many times but you were too busy to look at the second floor of the college building.

People who say “timing is a bitch”, know a lot about life because it indeed is. There is a reason why we don’t want to remember every single face we come across. The faces once registered in our memory are hard to erase. The lining of the lip, the curly eye lashes, the smile, all of it is too hard to let go. Since we know that nothing here in this life is permanent, its better to not leave our hearts at the door of those big brown eyes.

When you come across a face which meant nothing to you once and now means everything to you. When you want to caress it with your hands, outline the eyes and the nose and the lips. When all you want to do is look at that face, not talk, not think, just look at it. And when you know that this face is going to be out of your sight soon. Soon you’ll forget the lining of his lips, or how wide his smile used to be, how his eyes twinkled with every joke and when the sun hit his face how beautifully would it glow. Soon you’ll want to forget all about his face but you’ll see his face in all the other faces you come across.

So are we all looking for someone in all the faces we pass by? Is that the reason why people just stop and look at someone, like trying to find some answers in them or trying to look for that hidden curve of smile.

Are we just faces that merely co-exist in this world?

Or are we all but one face for someone?

Picture credits : Berlin Artparasites.