Shail’s Nest

- a story

Her cheeks were wet with tears. She stood silently looking at her mother’s face contorted in anger, now blurring as her eyes filled with fresh tears. She had not yet understood how to solve the math problem and her mother was clearly annoyed, chastising her in loud tones. She felt hemmed in by [...]

Hopes and Dreams I piled together
Then with my hands I lit the pyre
Will they like Phoenix rise from the ashes??
Only Love can say, Love alone has the answer.

- Shail Mohan (2009)

Apart from a stupid dream I had while I dozed off one Tuesday afternoon months back, about none other than Hrithik Roshan of all people, and mind you, that too when he is not even in my dream-list, my dreams have mostly been confined to those where I appear for tests to write which I [...]

- a story

The Tiny Weed stood clinging precariously to the barren rocks. Its leaves were carefully painted a beautiful green with the little moisture its tiny roots could gather from the surroundings. There was something about the Tiny Weed standing proudly against the grey barrenness of the rocks that caught the eye of the passing [...]

My senior son the geek, skydiving.

Updated to add the second photo.

I imagined
I was of flesh and blood
with a heart and a brain
feelings and pain
I bled when nicked
Too close the fire singed
invisible arrows pierced
and my eyes shed tears.
I forgot… I am but inanimate
Just a mirror on the wall
Metal and glass
No feelings at all
People glance
To make up their face
A smile, a grimace
then onward on their ways…
You [...]

Some time back I read a blog by a youngster about the things he stored in a big sack back home which his mother was not allowed to go through or even touch. They contain, he wrote, valuable things which still mean a lot to him, like that twelve year old rusted headlight of his [...]

When we met
and knew in an instant
we were meant to be…
when nothing mattered
not the chains that fettered
or the ropes that bound…
when music was
your whispered words
and its rhythm your heartbeat
when it rained nothing but love
washing away eons of loneliness
and the circle of your arms
became the universe
the happiest days of my life
had [...]

This is fatso of ’The fatso and I‘ fame, rather notoriety, who looks a little less of the fatso in this picture than he had been a month back on account of moi being away from home for exactly the same period of time. But not to worry, he is quickly making up for lost time. [...]

Do you miss me as much as I miss you??
When you are away I feel so blue
Blue is the color of the sky
And also the endless sea that stretches between you and I.
- Shail Mohan (2008)