If there was a biography about you, what would the title be?

Ha! I have no idea why I am attempting this prompt because I am the last person to go to for titles. I struggle all the time to title my poems, short stories and blog posts. And yet here I am courageously attempting answering the question.

Truly speaking though, wouldn’t the title to a biography about me be the responsibility of the writer? They, whoever they are, will be writing the biography, and they better find a suitable title too. Why should I do the ‘hard’ work? I intend neatly palming it off on them and just chilling. You want your book to sell, come up with a fitting, worthy, title yourself, I will tell them.

Come to think of it, it may not be hard work for them. They might laugh, ‘Easy-peasy!’ and in a heartbeat come up with a dozen titles. You never know. I mean not everyone is handicapped like me. Some people struggle to walk uphill, others sing a song while doing it, if you know what I mean. One man’s (or woman’s) struggle is another’s …what? Whatever it is, something that comes easily, effortlessly.

Hmm.. there’s another thing that just struck me. Won’t the title of my biography depend on WHO is writing it?

There are quite a few out there who think I am an ogre. I am not kidding. Didn’t I tell you of this blogger lady who asked to meet me and then came to my city with nary a word and slunk quietly away? She thought I’d bite her head off and have it for breakfast. And the rest of her for lunch. Or even for high tea. SHE would in all probability have named the biography ‘The One Who Bites Heads Off.’

Much as it may come as a surprise to some, especially the aforementioned lady-who-shall-not-be-named, there are also those souls out there who think I am the cat’s whiskers. They might well title my biography as ‘The Cat’s Whiskers’ for all I know.

If any of those who knew me back in the days I was always found with a Wodehouse book, chuckling away in some corner, were to write my biography, you can bet it would be titled, ‘The Granddaughter Wodehouse Never Knew’. Yeah, they teased me by calling him my grandpa. So…

I know someone who’d probably title my biography as ‘Seven Dimensions of Shail’. If you want to know why, go back and check my posts, the reason is somewhere there. People who knew me in the days I used to cry at the drop of a het would surely use the title ‘The Baa-Lamb’. Some others might call it, ‘The One Who Knows Her Mind’.

Well, I could go on. But its late and time for me to sleep. So I’ll stop. Before I go I’ll tell you this, if I really were cornered and asked for a title, I’d go with ‘Luci’s Minion’.

©️ Shail Mohan 2024