Reflecting Eyes!!

It was long after the Maghrib Azaan roared through out the city. I raised my hands for a prayer, a prayer for people I love. I closed my eyes for a second and then reopened, reopened them just to see a familiar pair of eyes staring back at me..hidden somewhat by the morning newspaper that I kept on the side table. Your eyes keep staring like that always..sometimes they seem empty, sometimes vibrant. I am still unable to figure out how eyes speak, and how I read them. But.. they reminded me of the time when I was in the mosque, as the crowd stood up, I could see them, a pair of eyes staring at me, concerned, eyes so like mine.. and as I blinked they were gone, I peeked, pried, tried to find them again, but to no avail. Though I saw them just for a few seconds, I could see the striking resmeblence b/w ur eyes, and those.. were they your eyes, or was it you??? but how could it be you?? and if it wasn't you, how could the eyes be yours?

I now think perhaps I saw my reflection, maybe it was me staring at me.. was it a dream, a hallucination, an imagination or a reflection from the past.. I don't know.. but maybe in those I could see my own..those eyes reflected my own.. same feelings I could capture in those few seconds.. and same feelings I see in those eyes that are half hidden by the newspaper.. after all we are the same, me part of you!! forever, and I think nothing can change that fact!!!