Zee: “Beauty is in the eye of the beholder”.
Xan: “The eye of the beholder mirrors the eye of the holder”.

Zee: Have you not seen beauty in places that did not know the beauty existed?
Xan: That beauty exists and is yet unknown to the holder, does not make it exist in the beholder.

Zee: Meaning?
Xan: The beauty that is seen, exists, independent of the beholder.

Zee: But it is unappreciated. And unappreciated beauty might as well be ugly.
Xan: Ugly? There is no ugly. We just have the blind and those who see.

Zee: Why are you making a simple proverb complicated?
Xan: Too many holders have replaced the beauty within, with the beauty mirrored by the beholder. When the beholder starts to mirror anything but that beauty, the holder starts to quake. I have seen it in people, institutions, societies and nations. I have set it as a personal mission to make holders see, that the beauty has always been within. Some beholders help us see, just like mirrors, but as beauty is never in the mirror, so also it is never in the eye of the beholder. Beauty is and will always be, in the eye of the holder.

Zee: Have you eaten today?
Xan: Not yet.

Zee: Little wonder.
Xan: Thank you.

Zee: Why are you thanking me?
Xan: You said I’m a little wonder, and I take that as a compliment.

Zee: Do you not know what “little wonder” means?
Xan: I do.

Zee: So why are you being deliberately obtuse?
Xan: Beauty is in my eye. How I interprete your words cannot be dictated by you or my environment. I let in what energises me and let out what energises others. If your words were supposed to be a slight, I have made it into a slight boost.

Zee: I am sorry.
Xan: Come, let us go and have dinner. I am starving and considering how angry you got in our exchange, I am not alone. The bill is on me.

Zee: *Smiles*
Xan: *Mirrors*

– Osasu Oviawe