Shail’s Nest

Last night I cut away a part of me
That I may face the morrow
I washed the blood off so none would know
Then how did the morn dawn drenched??

- Shail Mohan (March 2009)

Chinnamma teacher was a terror to the motley crowd of 10 – 12 year olds of middle school. She taught Malayalam, the language spoken by those of God’s Own Country, Kerala which lies down south of India. If you had seen the thin, stoop shouldered woman with salt and pepper hair clad in her simple [...]

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 [...]

I am on my way
through roads well traversed
To a destination I know
I have been there before…

Once again I start
or should I say restart…
It doesn’t really matter
I have been there before…

You promised me places
Never seen or ever dreamed
Where you send me now
I have been there before…

The familiar wayside scenes
The silence and the screams
Bring memories [...]

Twenty five random things about myself?? Hmmm…. well you asked for it taggers, IHM, Monika, Isabel, Deeps, Solilo & Co. Anyone else?? Since my blogs are mostly about myself, there maybe repetition of facts. Brace yourselves, here I go.

I hate to be lied to. I can take the truth, all truths, even the bitterest. [...]

Laden I am down
there is no hope it is sundown
out of nowhere
like a whiff of fresh air
you come
become the fulcrum

Your hand holds mine
fingers intertwine
you pull me from the deep
life is an upsweep
To love’s dictum
joyously I succumb

- Shail Mohan (March 2009)

This is in answer to Usha’s tag to write on the subject of holding hands and [...]

- a short story.

She looked at him across the compartment. He looked back at her nonchalantly. There was no trace of any emotion on his face. It was just blank. How could he?? How could he?? She felt crushed, miserable How could he do this to me?? Why did he do this to me?? I [...]

Don’t lie to me, don’t cheat
I am no coward, I can take the heat
Be a human stand on your two feet
And tell me the truth straight and neat.

-Shail Mohan (March 2009)