Today I saw something I never saw. I saw anger in those eyes. My eyes met them. My eyes saw some spark, some bright glare in them.
My eyes wished them. Cold came the wishes. I could not interpret the reason behind the coldness. Usually the wishes have always been warm.
Is it because of the way I was dressing? Is it because I have decide to not do something I was expected to do?
Whatever be the reasons, it is clear that eyes can't hide the mind. But the reasons behind the behaviour can't be read through them.
