Shail's Nest

I woke up from my deep slumber early morning today to find I had unexpected visitors. It turned out that there was only one of them, but the impression given by that solitary guest was there were a horde of them stomping around gleefully. Now, a word about myself: I am a very hospitable person. [...]

This post is the second and concluding part for you Kirti, as promised. Continued from the first part:  “From cycling…. ” Exactly ten years later at 39, a special someone entered my life changing it forever. Oh I was married alright and a mother twice over. What has that got to do with it anyway?? [...]

This post  is for you Kirti as promised. I was all of a very young 29 when my Lord and Master decided to teach me to ride a bicycle. I don’t remember how exactly this came about, what turn of which conversation led to this enthusiastic decision on his part. I was all for it, [...]

I am not sure I am doing the right thing by making this matter public. Till now he was all mine (and why the hell does MS Word think I should use ‘mines’ instead of ‘mine’ here??!), my very own Lord and Master. Sigh, all that will have to change once this little matter which [...]

-  a true story of  blog addiction Being away or rather forced to be away, from the net for long gave me chance to muse about the blogosphere and the hold it has on us bloggers. Is Cloud Nine when you get a comment to your blog, the Indianhomemaker a passionate blogger herself, had once [...]

In the beginning they came in the form of gentle allusions. I did not pay much attention to them. Slowly they started taking on the size and shape and feel of the red bricks I am wont to throw (in my mind of course) at people who annoy me. So I had to sit up [...]

It is all very well to tell me that I would be a star, not the filmy kind of course, but the ‘twinkle twinkle little star’ kind that shines in the sky, as if conferring the highest honor on me. Oh my God, imagine what a lonely life it would be with your immediate ‘star’ [...]

The title is a misnomer. It is a ‘LOT’ of poetic history, precisely 1987 words including this message of warning, masquerading as ‘little’ poetic history. Proceed only after taking suitable precautions against boredom and (most important) at your own risk. My first attempt at poetry way back in the Ancient Ages when play-stations, i-pods, video [...]

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 [...]

There is a look of alarm and concern on the Lord and Master’s (L & M) face each time it happens. Misplaced, is my private opinion. I mean let’s face it; people do forget a few things now and then. Who doesn’t by the way?? I can tell you a thing or two about the [...]