Shail’s Nest

I am on a blog holiday, not voluntary rather an enforced one, as I don’t have net connection as yet. I was jolted out of this enforced hibernation when I came across a startling bit of news, a revelation of sorts. There I was ensconced in my favorite chair newspaper in hand and my morning [...]

Some time back I accompanied my Uncle to our family temple, where a pooja was to be performed by one branch of our extended family. We had been given to understand that the pooja would start at 8 a.m. Accordingly, we had started quite early from our homes. On reaching the temple, on time mind [...]

Run little girl run and hide
Fearful monsters roam outside
Close the windows pull the blinds
Shut the door and stay inside
The swirling mass of inky black
Slimy hands waiting to hack
Evil eyes and dripping fangs
Wicked laughter deafening clangs
Monstrous trees standing tall
Branches spread to scratch and maul
The scary world holds them all
Do not venture out at all.
Lies and Deceit [...]

At most all blogging sites, invites come in a pre-formatted style. Yet, there are those handful of people who prefer to be original and rejecting the words provided helpfully by the blogging site staff, insert their own, giving the invite a personal touch. That’s a sure fire way to get the attention of the invitee [...]

Sometime back I wrote a story. It had a girl, a boy and a motor bike in it with some love and an accident thrown in for good measure to spice things up, like I suppose in n number of other stories doing the rounds. Having written it, I did the next thing any [...]

Words spouted
Meanings twisted
Feelings shredded
Broken hearted
Love thwarted
Insides knotted
Dreams exploded
The bloom wilted
Eyes clouded
With tears blinded
Breathe suspended
Life has ended.
-Shail Mohan (May 2008)

- A short story
The family huddle was in full swing in our drawing room. There was old Uncle Narayan sitting with a frown on his face looking like a bear on a bad morning, not that I’ve had chance to meet bears on their bad mornings! Next to him sat Mrs.Roshan, beautiful soul, face downcast, [...]

A flaw in this picture perfect
The colors seem to conflict
What color shall I highlight??
I know not what is right
When I dab some soft yellow
You say it is too mellow
So many shades of the color blue
You feel none are the right hue
Will bright green do the trick??
From the colors take your pick
Violet orange or maybe indigo
Which [...]

- a short story

I sit there amidst them. They are strewn all around me. The letters. His letters. I feel inexpressibly sad and yet there is in me a deep sense of joy seeing them. Bundle of contradictions. Isn’t that what he called me?? I smiled to myself remembering it.
“Te iubesc” he had told me [...]

Whirly is annoyed and justifiably so! My sympathies lie with her of course. Our association dates to a long ten years. She and I have been friends for that long. She has been of immense help to me, always there to lighten my burden! Can I say the same about myself? Sadly, I cannot! I [...]