Shail's Nest

In the sky float fluffy white clouds Your answer confuses and beclouds Can you be more specific and define Which of them exactly is Cloud Nine? – Shail Mohan (2008)

It was all done in the spirit of good fun. I had just returned form an early morning inspection of the grounds. The fresh air full of all the ozone thingy that humans speak of had put a spring in my step. Sadly enough there were no moony love-sick Labradors around to do that. Sighhhh. [...]

- A 55 words story “Who spilt the paint??” the mother asked angrily. “Not I… ” Little heads shook denying. “It’s you!” the mother accused her. “I didn’t” she said indignantly. “Liar!!!” The boy smiled weakly, in embarrassment. “It’s him,” she pointed. “Oh was it you darling??” the mother smiled, hugging the son. The non-liar [...]

All ye sisters of mine (and you brothers, stay well out of this one!! Grrr….) lend me your ears or rather this being a blog and all that your eyes please. I recently came across a  ‘prescription’ and a mind-bogglingly easy one to swallow …errrr, follow, for that ‘very liberating’ feeling we the sisters have [...]

I dug holes in the backyard buried tiny chunks of me and over them planted shrubs for you to see Some parts are now missing I am not whole but you would never know of the hollow for the green leaves the pretty flowers will hold you in their spell while I weep… – Shail [...]