Today, I saw a painting namely “Potato Eaters” in a website when I surfed internet. It is one of the very famous paintings of Vincent Van Gogh. The most significant thing of the painting when I looked at it thoroughly is the ostensible eyes of people in the painting. There is also a saying; “Eyes are the windows of mind.” These eyes are talking a lot of words to whoever looks at the painting.
From their eyes, I felt a lot of feelings; sadness, love, content and finally hope. The word “hope” was seized on my mind although my eyes diverted from the painting. According to the appearance of the painting, they would be wealthy in the past. Then an uncanny event or chaos might fall upon them. It might pull them to the poverty or the condition they never thought of. But they could try to strengthen their existence, I think, with hope. If they might still have hope, what fuels their hope? Is it family, belief in miracles or something else?
It is said that human beings are living with hope. Unless hope is alive, we suppose nothing. Everybody has a hope or more than one. Before achievement and possession, hope does not much differ from an imagination. If so, is hope just an imagination? It is also not totally truth. There are two types of hope. Some can be attained while some cannot be controlled.
Anyhow, if we endeavour with persistence, “Hope” gradually change into “Goal”. If we can set our hope as a goal, we never will divert form it. And we really feel our hope is nearer and nearer because we straightly move to it and we always fuel ourselves. To be candid, we are usually complacent as the stage of hope and we always forget to convert it into goal.
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