by Chandrika R Krishnan | Apr 12, 2021 | Fiction
The call came too early. Vishakha groaned and rolled over, the crease on her forehead reflecting her annoyance. She needed to be cajoled before the crease turned a disgruntled turn around her lips. Varun reached over to see who it could be this early on a Sunday...
by Chandrika R Krishnan | Apr 12, 2021 | Musings & Moments
I have come to the conclusion that I would rather undergo a root canal treatment than to go shopping with my teenage daughter. She felt, as always, that she had nothing to wear for the informal farewell of her class and wanted me to accompany her for the selection....
by Chandrika R Krishnan | Apr 12, 2021 | Musings & Moments
Is it easy to pack all your memories in a suitcase? It is not easy, but that is what we expected our mother to do; to pack up 60 years of memories with my father and the family that they had made together into a bag. We asked her to pack up whatever she had...
by Chandrika R Krishnan | Apr 12, 2021 | Articles
In the frenzy that follows a celebrity death or any horrifying end to a well-known personality, the Freuds, Sherlocks and Devi Shettys of society come out of the woodwork to voice their expert opinions. News channels and social networking sites are full of messages...
by Chandrika R Krishnan | Apr 12, 2021 | Musings & Moments
I am a typical example of what one could call a “jack of all trades and master of none” in my eternal quest to attain the impossible- the reduction of weight. The fact that my blouses were refusing to go in with ease eluded me till it was a little too late. I always...
