He was a clam
Not open all closed
She an open book
He opened when he chose.
He thought he knew her
He had read the pages all
But she remained a riddle
He never could solve.
He hid himself well
Never bared his soul
Yet she knew him like herself
May be more, who really knows…
Their love flourished
Unlikely as it seemed
Different as chalk and cheese
In spirit they were peas in a pod
A love story whose end
I am too scared to explore
So my verse ends right here
With a ‘happily ever after’
- Shail Mohan (March 2009)
Why? Why are you too scared to explore?
Me:
Man, I wish that was my love story .
Good one .
Me: You wish! Good luck!
Awwww I love this story
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Me: Thanks IHM!
oh… i hope the ending was a happy one… it really arouses the curiousity !
Me: Hmmm.. Dhiren Curiosity killed the cat remeber??! And it killed a lizard too. Don’t believe me, read this
Beautiful, Shail. And too chillingly familiar. Scared to explore alright. You know, crazy as it sounds – I relate to quite some stuff that you write – and uncannily so.
Let me not analyze that.
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Me: Thanks Gauri. Hmm… uncanny!
Hi , i am in transit, will be getting back to regular blogging after a few days.
Me: Looking forward to it Balvinder
I have tried poetry in my college days. Retired hurt; and have never tried again.
Me: Retired hurt?? Now that’s funny!
Why hes’ are always closed and she always open book
Bums me out 
Brilliant.
Me: Thanks Chirag! As for the why-s who really knows!
Very nice – of course it should end with a happily ever after
Me: Hmmm… yes it should!
It is an open and shut case
that when our life is a race
it is hard for a pal to replace
even when we oft fall out of grace.
Me:
With PRG I don’t intend to race
This is an open and shut case
It is hard for anyone to replace
His writings full of grace
Nice story- glad that it ended with a ‘happily ever after.’
Me: Thanks Manju. Keep your fingers crossed for them.
How delicately handled! There are some relationships which are better left with time. How true! God bless!!
Keep Blogging!!
Me: Hmmm… Is that a romantic I hear speaking??
Thanks Biju.
“Their love flourished
Unlikely as it seemed
Different as chalk and cheese”
BUT, isn’t it said that opposites attract??????
Me: Yes it is. That is what it is about. But it certainly is not the case always, is it??
good one
Me: Thanx Dinu
How sweet!Loved the post as always,Shail:)
Me: So sweet of you, thanx Deeps
Loved this! So well said..Someone once said only unrequited love can be romantic. Somehow this poem reminded me of those lines.
Cheers
preeti
Me: Thanks Preeti. Hmmm…. only unrequited love?? I’d say love per se is romantic!
Very nice poem!
Me: Thank you!
I can so relate to that!!!
Me: And I can guess
Hey Shail
This is such a lovely love story… esp the part about her being an open book, but a riddle he can never get
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And also about the part where he might be a clam and hide himself well, but then, darn it! No one knows him better than Her
Loved this too
But then I love all your poetry and your stories, and when they come together like this, its like.. Wow! 
Me:
You have written about my most fav lines Usha! And thanks! Your generous words are music to my ears or should that be greenery to my eyes?? 
Liked this one. It is obvious that the ppl you talk abt do exist in reality. That chalk and cheese difference and yet a co-existence together lines I liked a lot. Well written, girl
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Me: Thanks Rhett! Yeah they do exist in reality!
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