Beauty and the beast

Does beauty matter for an individual?

“Absolutely,” insists my businessman-nephew.

He says he lost good business deals whenever he made presentations looking “a little shabby or not shaping up the hairstyle.”
Going by the fact that some of my charming female friends got several “likes” and positive comments after posting their colourful nails, shampooed hair, shiny legs and cropped eyebrows on Facebook, I am also tempted to nod my head like a goat.
But how can I go by social media ratings?! Even British Prime Minister David Cameron is said to have paid thousands of pounds to get himself more Facebook “likes” on his official page. 
With conflicting thoughts on the subject, I switched on the television and entered the animal world. There was this most attractive fish, with eye-catching colours, untiring fins and twinkling eyes. It zoomed ahead and took a rapid turn around a tiny piece of dark, ugly rock. Wait a minute. Did I mention rock? I was mistaken. It turned out to be some Reef Stonefish.
It all happened in a jiffy. Something like a mouth opened and shut at the speed of a camera flash. The story of the beauty was over; eaten and digested by an ugly beast.
Actress Audrey Hepburn, who herself was quintessentially  glamorous, had remarked: “For beautiful eyes, look for the good in others; for beautiful lips, speak only words of kindness; and for poise, walk with the knowledge that you are never alone.”
I have reached a conclusion: there is nothing more beautiful than a calm and cheerful countenance.