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The Eyes that drowned Uyuni
*** Coming in Spring 2014 ***
"I started taking smaller steps; steps to match hers. Perhaps trying to slow time down, and ease things on her tiny feet that were on this Earth somewhere, now getting tired trying to get home."
....
Her cheeks were salty. I could tell she had been crying, and letting the tears dry.
Why? And for how long? I did not care.
I kissed her again.
The same cheek she would not let her daddy touch before - with the 'I don't like your beard' excuse - was now getting soaked in my smooches.
"Let's go home, sweetheart", I whispered.
But she did not move. Her eyes were locked somewhere far on the plains.
"What's wrong, baby? Let's go home. It's daddy..."
"I can't... I am sorry.".
She kissed my forehead, freed herself from my grip, and started to walk away.
"No. Not again. I cannot. How can I let you walk away?"
After all this, after all the pains, fights, bruises, crusades - how can I just let you walk away?
But she kept walking - her shadow was slowly becoming one with her self.
Should I really set her free, and free myself too of the fear - the fear of missing her, forever?
Is that what my love for her is leaving with?
I felt dizzy, and fell on my knees. My sunshine was now a tiny dot on the horizon.
"I started taking smaller steps; steps to match hers. Perhaps trying to slow time down, and ease things on her tiny feet that were on this Earth somewhere, now getting tired trying to get home."
....
Her cheeks were salty. I could tell she had been crying, and letting the tears dry.
Why? And for how long? I did not care.
I kissed her again.
The same cheek she would not let her daddy touch before - with the 'I don't like your beard' excuse - was now getting soaked in my smooches.
"Let's go home, sweetheart", I whispered.
But she did not move. Her eyes were locked somewhere far on the plains.
"What's wrong, baby? Let's go home. It's daddy..."
"I can't... I am sorry.".
She kissed my forehead, freed herself from my grip, and started to walk away.
"No. Not again. I cannot. How can I let you walk away?"
After all this, after all the pains, fights, bruises, crusades - how can I just let you walk away?
But she kept walking - her shadow was slowly becoming one with her self.
Should I really set her free, and free myself too of the fear - the fear of missing her, forever?
Is that what my love for her is leaving with?
I felt dizzy, and fell on my knees. My sunshine was now a tiny dot on the horizon.
- GenresRomance
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First published February 2, 2014
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Prashant Chopra
4 books9 followersPrashant Chopra works as an engineer during daytime, while his dreams to overhaul the world keep him busy at night.
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March 13, 2014
The Eyes that Drowned Uyuni is a short and captivating read. The narration beautifully swings between the present and past of Parag, of how he lost his beloved wife Mriga and how he had won her. The author, Prashant Chopra, brought out the intimacy between Parag and Mriga without getting into too much details. Something seems to be going on with Parag, he believes he has a huge back tattoo, or gashes on his back. When he looks in the mirror though nothing is there.
The daughter, Riyah, seems sweet and innocent, why would a mother want to leave her?
I totally agree with the following quote: "The same gentry that couldn't stop being royally cordial moments ago (using words like sorry, thank you, my bad....) was now scrambling to poach every inch of aisle space available (apparently everyone was in a dire hurry to get off the plane)." This is how all my plane rides end, everyone pushing to get to the front of the line, which I hate, because the doors aren't even opened as of yet!
The Eyes that Drowned Uyuni feels unfinished, like an early draft. There is no character building like other novels / novella's I have read. You are thrown into a story, without character history. We do not know what city we are in, where are we in the world?
Chapter 19 ends, and then Chapter 20 begins, however, we are further back in Parag's past? A smother transition needs to take place, such as: in 1985, I sat in my 10th grade year at ............ school. Or, re arrange the paragraphs where it feels smother, as it does a few paragraphs down from the beginning of Chapter 20.
Thank you for the chance to read your novella.
The daughter, Riyah, seems sweet and innocent, why would a mother want to leave her?
I totally agree with the following quote: "The same gentry that couldn't stop being royally cordial moments ago (using words like sorry, thank you, my bad....) was now scrambling to poach every inch of aisle space available (apparently everyone was in a dire hurry to get off the plane)." This is how all my plane rides end, everyone pushing to get to the front of the line, which I hate, because the doors aren't even opened as of yet!
The Eyes that Drowned Uyuni feels unfinished, like an early draft. There is no character building like other novels / novella's I have read. You are thrown into a story, without character history. We do not know what city we are in, where are we in the world?
Chapter 19 ends, and then Chapter 20 begins, however, we are further back in Parag's past? A smother transition needs to take place, such as: in 1985, I sat in my 10th grade year at ............ school. Or, re arrange the paragraphs where it feels smother, as it does a few paragraphs down from the beginning of Chapter 20.
Thank you for the chance to read your novella.
August 10, 2016
A beautiful, poetic, and intriguing tale that deals with the essence of what love is. Personal love of many forms—between man and woman, father and child, and teacher and student, are explored along with another level of love—prevailing social/political structures versus a new paradigm that respects individual dignity and equality. The author’s admiration of purity in all human relationships is well translated into struggles to overcome mental and emotional boundaries, and eventually finds the ultimate answer to what love ought to be: a selfless state in which one loves the other for the sake of love itself. Juxtaposing the past and present brings out a sense of fantasy, although the author clearly intends to emphasize illusionary aspects of something called “time.”
Truly enjoyed reading this book. Looking forward to reading its sequel.
Truly enjoyed reading this book. Looking forward to reading its sequel.
February 16, 2014
The eyes that drowned Uyuni is a short and captivating read. The narration beautifully swings between the present and past of Parag, of how he lost his beloved wife Mriga and how he had won her. The portions expressing Parag's love for his child tugs at your heartstrings. I also loved the way the author brought out the intimacy between Parag and Mriga without getting into too much details. On the contrary, with its enigmatic end, this paranormal romance, or so I believe, had me reading it twice over because I wanted to make sure what I understood was what is implied. And in the process it made me speculate a little! (And a trivial observation is that the author tends to describe and express everything thrice, in different forms and ways)
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August 12, 2016
"It is December 12 today.
The day I burned her lips, and won her heart.
I want to be with her tonight.
I want to die.
For her."
February 19, 2014
Disclaimer: I received this book through a Goodreads giveaway. c:
This is a beautiful novella, poetic and passionate. The story is lush, tragic and moving; the characters haunting and richly described.
Unfortunately it suffers from a huge lack of editing. Confused verbs and adjectives, typos, ambiguous phrasing... Because of it's many language errors, The Eyes that Drowned Uyuni feels unfinished, like an early draft. Chopra's book needs the polishing of a good editor to really shine.
This is a beautiful novella, poetic and passionate. The story is lush, tragic and moving; the characters haunting and richly described.
Unfortunately it suffers from a huge lack of editing. Confused verbs and adjectives, typos, ambiguous phrasing... Because of it's many language errors, The Eyes that Drowned Uyuni feels unfinished, like an early draft. Chopra's book needs the polishing of a good editor to really shine.
March 19, 2014
Disclaimer - this was a Goodreads giveaway.
The Eyes may have drowned Uyuni, but Chopra's words drowned me. It seemed like he picked every word and even every space with such care, it was a form of poetry.
Though a timeline shift was abrupt enough to be a bit confusing at first, I was able to catch up quickly. (One thing...why the cliff hanger?)
I will definitely be doing a re-read - I feel that many nuances can be picked up by a multiple read.
The Eyes may have drowned Uyuni, but Chopra's words drowned me. It seemed like he picked every word and even every space with such care, it was a form of poetry.
Though a timeline shift was abrupt enough to be a bit confusing at first, I was able to catch up quickly. (One thing...why the cliff hanger?)
I will definitely be doing a re-read - I feel that many nuances can be picked up by a multiple read.
February 23, 2014
A poetic story of extreme love, and its consequences. Has an almost Tarantino-esque plot switching style, which is technically difficult to execute, but done well here.
August 13, 2016
"It is December 12 today.
The day I burned her lips, and won her heart.
I want to be with her tonight.
I want to die.
For her."
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July 22, 2016
"It is December 12 today.
The day I burned her lips, and won her heart.
I want to be with her tonight.
I want to die.
For her."
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