He was accused of killing cattle and eating beef
Once he had some chicken
With bird flu it was stricken
He died; in heaven he gave up meat and turned a new leaf!
I write as a habit, I must. I am most comfortable while I am tapping on a keyboard or making notes. I have retired from writing corporate lies to full time honest writing. Seriously! You can read about me, my short stories and poems (Now undergoing a thorough review and reworking. I am getting to know poetry.) on my main blog. Incidentally, some of my uncles have been great writers in Malayalam , real pioneers. If I don't write about them, who would? I have given up hope on my first novel. The second is about a brilliant Harvard graduate's journey through the unending corruption of Indian corporate life. Right now I am in talks with some publishers who seem to be interested. Some pictures of my life and times are here. My poems are here; my short stories are here; my book reviews and essays are here, do visit and leave your hand prints in the comments section.