kohl lined eyes...

'Is the food good?'
She came and asked me softly
As I was looking at my saucer white
Mostly unoccupied, being a conscious dieter...barring a piece of butter chicken soft...
'Hey! you're not eating!'
She exclaimed almost and asked someone to deliver me more food and beverage...(my glass was half filled)

I was not particularly hungry...
But I looked at her kohl lined eyes...
Highlighted brows...
'You look like some Egyptian goddess!'
I hushed aside to her, smiling...looking at her face...
So bright, soft, composed, fresh, confident...
'Thanks...now get on with your food...you've remained the same...reluctant eater...'
She murmured, jokingly;

I smiled, looking down at my saucer...
'Now...now...please eat something...'
She pleaded, drooping a bit
I looked up from my empty plate, almost
To meet her kohl lined eyes...
Those pair of killing eyes...
Those curious kind eyes...
'I'm okay...you need not to worry about me so much...I eat less...'
I muttered;
'Who knows better than me? are there any? anyone?'
She asked, smiling, quickly making her brows dance twice, quizzically...

'No...no kohl lined eyes...'
I said, and signaled the valet to serve me with beverage fresh...
'Really?'
She said, looking at me probably...
I didn't notice...
I was looking at my glass being filled...
'That's not good...kohl lined eyes are not always good...they might be feigning goodness...'
She said before slipping away from me calling someone by the name...another guest of hers perhaps...


'Hey!'
I called her from behind...and
She turned, looking over her shoulders...expectant...
'Don't use kohl...it contains lead sulfide anyway...not good for your eyes...'
I said, gathering a momentum of sorts...speeding through the statement almost!
She smiled, candid...
'I'll remember...'
She said, before turning her head and taking part into an interesting gossip with her friends...
About the elopement of someone's wife...
With someone's husband...perhaps...