Shalvy Mulberry:
Martyr of letters,
Rainbow in the dark!
With young leaves of mulberry
and your blood, you fed
those worms of letters!
When they became
Lords of letters:
you were the scapegoat!
Depths of kindness,
respect in words and
dagger in the heart!
They needed you for
editing, publishing,
selling and after all
for an address: ‘Mulberry’!
This time belongs to them!
O Unquiet souls,
beware,
his blood will
never sleep!
It will torment
you every moment!
Every footstep!
12-04-06
*Owner of Mulberry Publications, Calicut, who ended his life of desperation.
the world is no longer for honest men. a very heartfelt tribute to the gentle soul Premji Mamta
It's difficult to stand straight in this deceiving windy world for honest hearts...you pay a tearful homage to that gentle heart in your worthy write, Premji...rainbows in the darkness indeed! ...10
With sad, eloquent and poignant words you keep this desperate man's name alive. A beautiful write, Premji. Warm regards, Sandra
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I didn’t read any of his books, never did I meet him, but I hear about him every day.. He was a man of unmatched talents, loving husband and a good father. One day in the midst of scuffle with my software, just like that, I thought to have a glance in to the past, ended with numerous search results in google.. I wish I met him.