Meaning of Real Beauty

The following post is written for Indiblogger's competition, for the topic, What does real beauty mean to you?


What real beauty means to me? Well. They are just words. And words can mean anything or nothing as one chooses. So, at the risk of sounding pedantic, I start with the standard definitions. Wikipedia defines beauty as below.

Beauty is a characteristic of a person, animal, place, object, or idea that provides a perceptual experience of pleasure, meaning, or satisfaction. An ‘ideal beauty’ is an entity which is admired, or possesses features widely attributed to beauty in a particular culture, for perfection.
The experience of ‘beauty’ often involves the interpretation of some entity as being in balance and harmony with nature, which may lead to feelings of attraction and emotional well-being. Because this is a subjective experience, it is often said that ‘beauty is in the eye of the beholder.’ In its most profound sense, beauty may engender a salient experience of positive reflection about the meaning of one's own existence. A subject of beauty is anything that resonates with personal meaning


If one were to simplify this, the common themes associated with beauty seem to be perfection, harmony, pleasure, inner meaning and satisfaction. Perfection and harmony are atrributes of the object of beauty whereas pleasure, meaning and satisfaction are the experiences of the beholder. So if one were to define beauty in terms of former, there remains little scope for any subjectivity. All one has to do is to put a measure for perfection and harmony and set up an instrument for measuring the same. And presto! A machine can define beauty for you. So there is no question of real beauty meaning anything to a specific individual. Real beauty is the same for you, me and every one of this earth. So if we have to talk in terms of real beauty’s meaning to an individual, it has to be in the later domain – pleasure, inner meaning and satisfaction. So real beauty to me is what gives me maximum pleasure, inner meaning and satisfaction.

So how do I compare experiences and compare degrees of pleasure, meaning and satisfaction and come up with which experience gave me the maximum level? When I think about it, it is not that difficult. At its maximum, I do not even perceive them. I become one with the experience, no longer thinking about the pleasure, meaning and satisfaction. When the experience ends, it is as if I have woken up from a dream. Anything that evokes this kind of experience in me is what I call real beauty.

It is not without reason that poets from times immemorial have extolled the beauties of nature. Nature has worked over eons to achieve perfection and harmony and is still striving. A mountain’s loftiness, a sea’s relentlessness, a desert’s vastness! The serenity of dawn and the calmness of dusk! The hues of the sky and the sea, the flowers and the leaves and the colorful rainbow! The first morning cry of wild birds, their evening chirping and the late night wolf’s howl to the moon. One can just loose oneself in these myriad wonders of nature. Mother Nature just holds you spell bound in her charm and you are one with her. That’s real beauty – pure unadulterated beauty!

In deep meditation the flow of concentration is continuous like the flow of oil”, says Patanjali in his ‘Yoga Sutras’. This concentration that Patanjali is talking about is a wonderful feeling and I have experienced that when I am doing something I love doing and get deeply engrossed in the work. The striving to create perfection that makes you one with your work and partake of its perfection is true beauty. I get the same feeling when experiencing works of perfection created by others. When I read a book, listen to music or look at a painting, the perfection the artist has tried to effuse into his works draws me in its grasp and I forget myself in their charm. That’s real beauty - the beauty of creating and the beauty of creation!

Any discussion on beauty would be incomplete without touching on the aspect of love. Beauty induces a feeling of love and love creates beauty. But it is not just love that has beauty in it, the entire gamut of human emotions have beauty associated with them. Each of the ‘Nava Rasas’, the nine emotions – Love, mirth, sorrow, anger, enthusiasm, terror, disgust, astonishment and peace have beauty associated with it. Of course going by the definition, one can argue that only the positive emotions invoke pleasure and so negative emotions cannot be called as beautiful. But if that were the case, how would one account for man’s fascination for tragedy, revenge and horror? From times immemorial, well made stories, plays and movies having these themes have enjoyed as much success as those depicting love, mirth, enthusiasm. To me each and every raw human emotion in its purest form is beauty.

Beauty is often considered a thing of the heart and people often demarcate between art and science. The former is supposed to be the domain of the heart and the later that of the head. But are the head and the heart unrelated? When I read Michio Kaku’s book on string theory or Jared Diamond’s work on human civilization, I get the same feeling when that I get looking at the sea during sunset or gazing at paintings of Van Gogh. I used to get the same joy when I solved complex physics problems from a book by one Russian gentleman named I E Irodov when I was in school. I would definitely say science has as much claim on beauty as art. There is no greater testimony to this than the story of Archimedes running out of his tub naked shouting ‘Eureka, Eureka’ in the excitement of his discovery. If something that evokes this kind of emotion is not beautiful, then what is?

I seem to have been running all over the place in an effort to cover maximum ground. It might have given an impression that I consider beauty as a combination of loosely hanging threads of disparate concepts. Nothing could be further from the truth. In fact all these facets are deeply intertwined. Nature or deep personal emotion is what inspires man to create his masterpieces. These masterpieces in turn create deep emotion. As a child, I had cried at the end of a Kannada movie called ‘Sepoy Ramu’. I scoffed at the idea as an adult but found myself in the verge of tears when I was watching ‘Rang De Basanti’ and ‘Mein Azaad Hoon’ though I knew they were just movies. That’s beauty. And if one were to think of science, isn’t it just another way of appreciating the beauties of nature. Art I would say is a passive admiration of nature whereas science is a more active admiration. Each of these aspects could have been covered in depth. But in order to have breadth, I had to sacrifice depth. If one has to cover the topic of beauty in its entirety of breadth and depth, all the books in the world would not be sufficient. Poets and philosophers having been attempting the task from ages and still I believe the breadth and depth have not been fully fathomed.

As I conclude, I just wanted to briefly touch the topic of physical beauty and use of cosmetics, clothing, ornaments etc. It is just fair I should as this contest is being sponsored by Dove. Whereas models and actresses deck themselves to glory, the general feeling among the intelligentsia seems to be that beauty is just shallow and not real beauty. Though there is some truth to that, I would not fully agree. There is often this unfair association between vanity and trying to look beautiful. I would say trying to look beautiful is not just for your own self but for others as well. I myself used to consider looking good a crime and used to roam the city with my hair uncombed in a torn shirt, a faded pair of shorts and an old battered Hawaii slippers. But then I happened to read this book ‘What Katy did.' Then I realized you are making others happy by looking good and you are insulting the people you are hanging out with by looking like a ruffian. From then on I began to pay closer attention to my mother’s advice on grooming and attire. Human beauty is after all an aspect of nature. And as far as conscious attempts to make one self look beautiful goes, couldn’t the people doing that also be considered as artists who use their bodies as the canvas to express perfection. Geishas represent the pinnacle in this art of expressing perfection through one’s own body. And people definitely find it pleasurable to see aesthetically appealing facial features, male bodies with six pack abs and size zero female bodies. Else why would they be so excited about the film stars? So that aspect of beauty can definitely not be discounted, though that by no means is the only form of beauty.

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9 comments:

Karthik said...

A remarkable piece indeed, man. Loved your take on the topic.
I agree all the books in the world would not be sufficient to cover the topic of beauty in its entirety. But then again, you've succinctly summarized the concept in so little space. Agree with everything. Especially about what one experiences while he's doing something he loves the most. "I become one with the experience, no longer thinking about the pleasure, meaning and satisfaction." Perfect.

On a lighter note, I still roam around looking like a ruffian sometimes. And don't find size zero females beautiful. ;)

The Fool said...

Thanks, Karthik.

Someone is Special said...

How did I miss your post.. This is awesome TF.. I slowly getting addicted to your post.. here is a heart expressing what does true beauty means

Someone is Special

The Fool said...

Thanks a lot, SIS.

vivek.gahatyari said...

An interesting article, I must say.

Experience teaches us that anything can be understood either top - down or bottom - up. i.e. you either understand the concept and realize its derivatives by analysis and application or you observe the derivative instances and grasp the underlying concept by understanding and observing the commonalities.

"Beauty", for one, lingers on an epistemological thread that does not necessarily fit into either of the above listed approaches and that's purely because of the sheer difficulty in processing subtle perceptions about the subject itself, of-course, freedom finds its way here allowing an easy way out for most. This problem with deliberation on the concept of beauty can be analogically associated with that of the Chicken and the Egg; did beauty exist before it could be perceived or experienced ? Or is it a creation of human senses and individual perceptions ?

A bigger question in the realm of "Being" (existing) is whether it is important for an individual to have an answer to these questions in the 1st place. Put another way, what need does one fulfill by deliberating on the the concept of "Beauty".

Literature and Philosophy provide varied and mostly incoherent meaning for beauty. I mention philosophy here, as the state of Being (existing) and its requirements are an integral aspect of philosophy, which essentially aims to answer questions about life. Literature is limited in its capacity to describe, analyze and understand the subject.

For anyone in the quest to understand beauty, the philosophical channel provides an opportunity to launch into very interesting voyages with various thrills and adventures.

A sequel to this article with the scope extended to philosophical aspects would make an excellent read.

The Fool said...

Thanks a lot for your detailed comment, Vivek. You raise interesting questions. Would be a worthy exercise to attempt what you suggest. I guess though that will go over many people's head. I usually avoid such deep philosophical musings as they serve only to disrupt the basic illusion you need to get on in the world.

dvirada said...

A very comprehensive summary. Just love the way you have beautifully and intricately hem the words. I profusely nod to every word you say.

You have brought out a delicate balance between the philosophical aspect of beauty and the aesthetical aspect. As you rightly mentioned in the previous comment some readers tend to lose focus if the post is made too philosophical.

I especially loved your last paragraph because i could relate every word of it. Even i considered grooming to be a sign of vanity. I would avoid festooning myself , though i loved it, because i thought grooming was synonymous to boorishness. And then i happend to read one of the stories of Sri Ramakrishna and I was out of that myth for good and ever since I enjoy doing what i love the best without inhibitions.

I really love reading your posts. You surely know how best to amalgamate philosophy, humor and experiences.Good luck with the contest. This is definitely a prize winning entry:-)

The Fool said...

Thanks a lot, Shweta.

vivek.gahatyari said...

Haa Haa ... I totally understand what you mean ... :)... well .. philosophy too can be termed as an illusion, perhaps only to the one who knows it all, though for us, it acts like a float in the deep seas, helping the, almost drowning, man in keeping his head above water to breathe.

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