The Eye

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crackers festivals lights scenery siblings writers

a teenage Indian boy watches with his blind sister the spectacle of dussehra, an Indian festival and while describing things to her, finds out quite a few things and life, writing and inspiration himself.All Rights Reserved

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I wince when my bangles dig into my skin,forcing a smile,hoping my boredom didn't show in my movements. I inwardly roll my eyes when my father makes introductions. What lame crap. They obviously know each other. Why make intros? I hiss when my sister steps on my foot,making me looking up. I glance at a middle aged couple, freezing when I made eye contact with an all too familiar grinning face, my vision landing next to her,hoping it was just a bad dream,my heart stopping and finally turning into an icicle when I stared into eyes of the most unexpected person,the person looking back at me,but not quite acknowledging me.

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