About Noyonika, Child of His Eyes

21 Oct

“When she first noticed Abhiveer’s gaze on her, she had been shooing pigeons off her potted hydrangeas. When months later, he showed no signs of dropping it, she acquiesced, and hesitantly asked Rina di to arrange a formal meeting. His intense grey corneas were her last memory as her own eyes blurred and sank into silence.”

As the voice trailed off, Noyonika removed her sunglasses, wiped tears that she hadn’t noticed emerge, and thanked her reading assistant for repeating her mother’s biography.

13 Responses to “About Noyonika, Child of His Eyes”

  1. Aunty G October 21, 2008 at 7:00 pm #

    Gosh OJ, your fragments are swell
    My own eyes, with tears, did well
    To be forever blind
    Would be hellava bind
    But Noyonika seems happy, in a lightless world to dwell.

  2. Manju October 21, 2008 at 10:14 pm #

    Only you could’ve have come with something so brilliant and intriguing.
    Yours grudgingly

  3. Orange Jammies October 22, 2008 at 9:10 pm #

    Aunty G: It’s not, not, not a fragment! *stamps foot*. It’s life in SHORTS! 😡

    Manju: You grudge me my cluttered inner life? 😕

  4. CrazyDiamond October 23, 2008 at 6:49 am #

    These cluttered SHORTS are so cool.

  5. Orange Jammies October 23, 2008 at 10:55 am #

    CrazyDiamond: The October heat necessitated a wardrobe change.

  6. Aunty G October 23, 2008 at 9:33 pm #

    Whoa, OK, *shorts* they are
    Please don’t feather-me-tar
    Carry on with the clutter
    Not a word shall i utter
    After all, you’re my favourite blog star!

  7. Orange Jammies October 24, 2008 at 2:00 pm #

    Aunty G: 😎 Notice the funky shades?

  8. dipali October 25, 2008 at 4:08 pm #

    How, OJ, how?
    ( Come up with almost constant brilliance, that is)

  9. Orange Jammies October 30, 2008 at 1:33 am #

    Dipali: Constance is a rosary-wielding nun. And we haven’t been formally introduced yet. 🙂

  10. vaibhav November 3, 2008 at 6:50 pm #

    hmm didnt really get the hang of it but i liked the narrative and the swith of emotions and levels.. that left me spell bound 🙂

  11. Orange Jammies November 4, 2008 at 1:17 am #

    vaibhav: 🙂 Then that’s plenty.

  12. Purely_Narcotic November 26, 2008 at 8:23 am #

    The comment about ‘Constance’ had me cracking up.

    When my mom has got nothing to do but worry about me and demands I repeat after her the prayers to Christ almighty, I ask her to head to any convent in Portugal. Yeah, she’s named Constance 🙂

  13. Orange Jammies November 26, 2008 at 8:49 pm #

    Purely_Narcotic: 😀 You didn’t see me skulking outside your home, did you?

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