A Smile That Inspired Him

Past:

I was just an average man, about to pass out of college in the next two months. Everyone seemed so ready for life. They all looked so inspired. Inspiration was embedded into their running blue veins, their tiered sparkling eyes and broken pumping heart; especially her. I could never figure her out; how she was always so jovial and inspired. Her smile, so mysterious! I, on the other hand, am without a direction, craving for inspiration. Everywhere I searched for it, but inspiration always managed to win against me in this game of hide and seek.

It happened one day. It was raining, boy it was raining. I was standing under the tree when I saw her. She was right next to me, under the tree, protecting herself from the torrential rain. ‘Hi’, she said with that same mysterious smile. Little did I know that grey day and the small ‘Hi’ would change my life forever!

She had a beautiful name, just like her face. Though her beauty couldn’t be justified in the conventional sense, she had an enigmatic aura around her. Her smile was what distinguished her. So mysterious, it made me feel like she knew the aesthetics of how everything and everyone worked.

“What’s your secret? How can you always be so inspired?”

“It’s simple. I follow my passion. That’s where you get your inspiration from. What’s your passion?”

“Well, painting”

Present:

I sit in my basement, giving a final stroke of my brush on the canvas. She is complete. My friend comes up behind me.

“Wow! That is a brilliant piece of art! What an exquisite beauty this woman is and what a mysterious smile! It’s almost as if she’s hiding something.”

“She’s hiding passion and inspiration.”

“What’s her name?”

“Mona Lisa”