by Chandrika R Krishnan | Aug 10, 2021 | Fiction
“What kind of mother leaves a child and goes for a training programme? Is it that important?” Hema heard her mother-in-law talking about her but not to her, as was her norm. She sighed as she rechecked her bag just to confirm that no relevant document or course...
by Chandrika R Krishnan | Jul 23, 2021 | The world of printed words, The World of Printed Words
This book came highly recommended by my friend and I must say I am not disappointed. I love the narrator’s voice at the beginning which says: If I have learned anything in this long life of mine, it is this. In love we find out who we want to be; in war, we find...
by Chandrika R Krishnan | Jul 23, 2021 | Articles
It was a cold winter night in Lucknow. After I had managed to coax my toddler to bed, I settled under a quilt, cozy and snug, looking forward to some precious ‘me time’ with my book. This is when the doorbell rang to announce the arrival of my husband’s cousin, his...
by Chandrika R Krishnan | Jul 9, 2021 | The world of printed words
This was in my ‘To Read List’ for close to two years. And when I got down to it, I couldn’t put it down. The blurb in the book says: ‘Elizabeth is missing’, reads the note in Maud’s pocket in her own handwriting. Lately,...
by Chandrika R Krishnan | Jun 23, 2021 | Some Learnings, Some Teachings
My friend and I took the same bus every morning. As our home was in the developing part of the city, the bus services were erratic and sketchy at best. We were grateful to our humble bus driver for he waited for us on the mornings we were running late. Even...
