Shail Mohan's Blog, page 114
July 26, 2015
I wish…
“I wish…” “Go on, tell me…” “I wish…” “Yeah, what?” “Umm… I wish…” “Come on, out with it.” “I wish…” …
July 25, 2015
Nosiness
A couple of years back, when I met some people I hadn’t seen in quite a while and talk veered …
July 23, 2015
Good morning
The path went uphill all the way. It was barely visible in the near darkness. There was just a hint …
Science revisited
I took an interminably long time to finish reading ‘A Short History of Nearly Everything’ by Bill Bryson. No, not …
July 22, 2015
The man who played the flute
No one knew who he was and whence he came from. One fine day there he was, sitting beneath the …
July 21, 2015
No worthwhile memories?
The other day I heard an impassioned speech of sorts from a mother of two teen-aged daughters. She was reminiscing …
July 20, 2015
Time
Behind times devil of a time borrowed time a real hard time buying time making up for lost time racing …
July 19, 2015
Bird-speak captures 6
The other day I counted ten little Red-whiskered Bulbuls playing tag in the tree next to my window. They are …
July 18, 2015
Five Sentence Fiction: Scorching
He stared with sadness and longing, as he had a million times already, at the still standingblackenedwalls of the house …
July 17, 2015
Foto Friday 111: Conversations
Shail Mohan 2015Filed under: Foto Friday Tagged: birds, bulbuls, FF, picture
