by Chandrika R Krishnan | Oct 26, 2026 | Articles
I remember my childhood, when my parents maintained a book for expenses. At the beginning of every month, they budgeted for milk, groceries, vegetables, school fees, and books, and set aside a small amount for savings. Most months, an unexpected guest would arrive, or...
by Chandrika R Krishnan | Sep 22, 2026 | My Reviews, The World of visual delight
I watched Tuner, a delightful crime thriller. I think it is available on Prime though mine was an inflight experience. Niki White, played by Leo Woodall, has a rare hearing disorder called Hyperacusis. He is hypersensitive to everyday noises and has to wear ear muffs...
by Chandrika R Krishnan | Sep 22, 2026 | Articles
My dad, an inveterate tea drinker, made my mother climb the wall with his constant clamors for many a cup during the day and something to go with the afternoon cuppa. Grumbling that she too was growing old, she nevertheless made him ‘the last cup for the day’ and...
by Chandrika R Krishnan | Sep 22, 2026 | Fiction
Fairy tales often begin with: Once upon a time, and end with happily ever after. But then, like so many others, I too oscillated between belief and disbelief as I grew into my adulthood. When the auto driver in Chennai gave back the exact change, and the meter did not...
by Chandrika R Krishnan | Sep 20, 2026 | My Reviews, The world of printed words
I am not brave. I find war stories deeply disturbing. More so when it is too close to home. After visiting Saurabh Kalia’s museum, meeting his parents, his brother and sister-in-law, and going to his memorial in Palampur last year, I was even more apprehensive...
