the Eye lance
I was alone last night. It was
dark. Very dark indeed and heavy rain. Only the sound of it. Falling down the
roof and from eves. Half asleepnfor a long time. Some nights are
like that. Sleep does not treat me for long time when I wake up in the middle
of the night. It would have been around 3.00 am in the morning. Thinking of
many things. The shouting debate on SC judgement on aadhar on TV before I
slept. And some thing else. The flood,
the rain. about the discussion on
validity of periodicity; of triple consecutive denials, contradiction
of 41 day vow being longer than a 30 day cycle for the maintenance of purity
of an ever celibate god, of unlucky 13 enlightening priestly visits and beastly
acts. Thoughts came of my returning sciatic pain and the peripheral numbness on fingers. of magnetic resonance of belief systems.
Sensed some movement. As usual on
rainy days, even street lights were off. Could hardly see a faint glimmer of a human
head with two eyes on it. Nothing more. The eyes, with a redish brown dim glow,
were staring at me. I closed my eyes. Tight. Counted upto ten. Then slowly opened
. Still the intruder eyes were staring at me. Sound of rain pounding on the
roof increased. So did my heart beat. A
hissing wind lashed rain on the clerestory windows; a few drops sprayed through
a slit. A sudden panic creeped into my body. Like a slimy someting crawling
through the legs up. Lying still in bed, felt creepy bad. Fully awake I looked
into those eyes. It moved a bit towards me. I made some sound, but it got stuck
in my throat.
One of the eyes turned slowly.
No, it rotated and became vertical. It took
the place of the nose in the face. One horizontal eye and another vertical nose-eye
on half the face. Nothing on other half, the face inched closer.
I closed eyes again. Stretched my
hand and searched for the switch. Oh no. There is no power. The fan is still
and there is no grinding sound of it either.
There was a flicker of movement.
The half face moved a bit. The other eye climbed over the one occupying the
nose-space. And it slid down slowly. It crawled below the vertical nose-eye and
took the position of the mouth. Funny, it looked to me like a face with two
eyes only; one a nose eye and another mouth eye. I could smell a burning of
meat near by. Can the face smell? Was it? My breath was still. Can the other
face breath? Does it?
The lids of the mouth-eye opened wide
in very slow motion. The redness of eye increased and the iris darkened. It
became a large blue hole. Eerieee. The vertical eye was still watching me. It
is now l like a blue lens of a camera. Some whizzing sound I heard too. I wanted
to shout. But no sound came out yet.
A red toungue with a little flame
came out of the mouth eye’s dark central hole. It stretched and reached for the
other eye that was looking like a flat brownish grey shell-less snail. With a
small lence in the middle. The falaming toungue twisted around the snail
like-eye’s lower part and suddenly jerked and pulled in. It slowly swallowed it
while the nose eye kept struggling to come out. After fully taking in and a
gulping sound the mouth-eye closed. The eyelids of the lips with hairs were the
only visible in place of mouth; nothing else in the face.
A smile occurred there now. The
hairy lids-lips parted. Opened wide again. And the eye re-appeared in the
middle. The blue iris. A beautiful and a scary blue green eye. Staring at me.
And it is moving close .. close.. close. Watching me. Focussing on me?And I realise
that there was no clothes on me. I am naked. The eye is watching and coming close.
Yes, the watchful central eye is coming close ..close, and close.
