Shalini Samuel hails from Kanyakumari. She graduated in IT (2006) and did her Masters in Computer Science from Noorul Islam College of Engineering (2008), Kanyakumari. She started writing as a blogger and composed poems that was published in International journals and anthologies. She has ventured into fiction and essays too. She authored a poetry collection ‘Singing Soul’. Her passions include photography, gardening and cooking. She is eager to learn and cherish all kinds of writing.
The hardships, pain and agony of life, the iceberg of death, creates the need to escape from its clutches. Shalini achieves it, in this verse, in Different Truths.
Yes I have floated on the iceberg of death Strange creatures I met where do you go, I ask the white clouds to faraway land they say I ask have you got the visa a rara avis they are filled with joie de vivre We don’t need it, they say I envy their carefree life Oh traveller, take me with you the wall is my sorrow break the wall of separatism And carry me like a paper doll When I transfigured Grey became they, Awaiting the petrichor, I tag nicknames to every friend Puffy, Fluffy and Ash Alas, I became pieces in the rain My friends cried, cried and cried Epitome of friendship they were They turned every piece into a cloud Now, I keep floating above the iceberg of death Watching lands and seas, its changing colours I am enjoying the travel, flirting with nature I sing aloud, “Why fret for the bygone days” I got my Passion Fruit and am loving it.