[ANT] Eyespeak

(This is the first in a series of some meandering essays I've been meaning to write for a while now, but haven't gotten around to. For all I know, I may enter limbo again and not write another, but this is a start...)

I have lately come to notice the joy of almost telepathic communication... when only eyes meet, and the communication is more an acknowledgement or understanding. It's somewhat funny, the joy of the instance of communication, especially with the unknown!
When something noteworthy happens in cricket, for instance, while viewing in the cafeteria, stranger's eyes meet, and there is that nod without nodding, that mutual acknowledgement,which is vaguely satisfying! You're stuck in a traffic jam, and fellow drivers look across, with a mutual resignation+annoyance+frustration++++... And what about when we see someone attractive, and, in the remote possibility that their radar locks in to your gaze, and in the even more remote possibility that they acknowledge, and the infinitesmal probablity that they do so positively....

It's intriguing, the intangible bliss of the ephemeral contact! I guess it is the comfort in knowing another human being thinks the way you do. There's also a certain abstract elegance to such a communication that words or form would destroy. When an aquaintance is rambling on and making a general ass of himself, and you look across at a f(r)iend, the muted smile speaks volumes more than a later analysis ever could! And the obfuscated haze of mutual confusion, the unision of flaming irises when in ire, the condescending disdain, the shocked horror, the pleading exhortation... you name it, the eyes have it...
May the silent stories play out their evanescent scenes!