Malhara

Malharayude Kurippukal

It took nearly two decades to prepare the aggregate of poems called Malhara's Scribblings. Here incarnates before you the unique fantasies of an aspiring author. When you watch them unfolding before you like the petals of an unknown wildflower with innocent hues, you can also listen to the reverberations of a phoenix's wing beating in them. This is the song of a happy bird echoing between mountain folds. This is the piercing roar of a wounded lioness disturbing a hunter's peaceful sleep. However raw these scribblings may appear, they will make you smile, think and wonder.