Megalai Senthilkumar

A passionate teacher turned Digital Marketer.

Grandmother

Musings of the heart

I sat on the couch feeling despair and dismay  At the thought of the foreboding test the next day  With great will I banished all pessimistic thoughts  And decided to dwell on something gay.  Very soon my mind went to her, a loving soul  My best performance in school was her goal  She loved children of any age  And encouraged them...

How I wish…

“Please tell me this is a dream…I will wake up any time now….and this horrible incident will just be a nightmare which will be forgotten in hours or days…” I tell myself..I ‘will’ my mind to wake up so that I can start all over again and this would not have happened. Have any of you felt like that in life? But, of course...

He lives on forever …in our hearts

And once again the same hospital room. Appa liked Room 202 as it was airier than the rest. It wasn’t like the dark, musty smelling 204. The chemotherapy should start at 10 am if all goes well. “Go and see what happened to the blood report” That is appa’s order to me, every 15 minutes. Things move at their own pace here at this hospital. Nobody is in any particular...

The clothesline

I wrote this poem for 4th Standard children 15 years ago!  Yellow, white, green and blue Myriad hues we have, we do  Dancing gleefully in the sunshine  The restless clothes on the clothesline   Every house must have one  In the backyard welcoming the sun  Or even in balconies, tiny  Coaxing sunny rays in, wistfully   Shirts...