Archive for November, 2008

Butterflies are pretty things….

Come ye one and all. Lend me thy ears. Errr…. On second thoughts keep your ears to yourself. What good would having your ears do me in good old blogosphere?? Your eyes are what I want lent so that I can share the news of the good fortune that has befallen me. I have been [...]

Feminism – a tag.

It is almost like asking the clown at the circus to do the trapeze act. Of course I do know many of the clowns are quite adept at it. But is this one?? Now that is a million dollar question. I know I know. All this talk is very cryptic and baffling. Right?? You don’t [...]

Delusions

- a short story. Delusions. Beliefs based upon a misinterpretation of reality. I live in my world of delusions. Delusions of timeless and eternal love. A love I feel across time across space. You tell me you love me. Do you?? I tell you, I love you. Do I??  Is it all a delusion, your [...]

Hiding hurts…

Hiding hurts Beneath layers of dazzling smiles nonchalant looks blank stares Hiding hurts Between notes of soulful music pages of books written words Hiding hurts Within busy schedules of daily chores the cleaning and cooking Hiding hurts In the great outdoors the mountains and valleys trees, rivers, sand and the sea. -Shail (Nov 2008)

Oodles of Oil: A saga

Mother applied oodles of oil on our heads when we were kids. Years later I happened to meet an old classmate and what she said only corroborated facts. “Of course I remember both you and your sis. You girls used to drip oil!” she said shuddering dramatically. I don’t blame her. The picture evoked makes [...]

Wishes… wishes… wishes…

Wishes… wishes… wishes… Birthed from deep desires Tiny colorful things With pretty gossamer wings Though to hold them I tried They scattered far and wide. Now I search high and low In light and deep shadow Flushing them out of crevices Digging them from deep holes Plucking a few off leaves Finding some behind eaves. [...]

The day the ice was broken…

Ours was an arranged marriage. Not that I had much choice in the matter. It was the norm those days. So when I came to know that people would be in that evening to ‘view’ me, I took it in my stride. I had my own views on the subject, of course. Not that anyone [...]


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