by Chandrika R Krishnan | Apr 10, 2021 | Musings & Moments
My worse half and I are barely on talking terms. It all started when I said he must create an account on Facebook like the way the whole ‘world and his wife’ is creating. Looking at his mulish expression, I tried to convince him that he could find his long lost...
by Chandrika R Krishnan | Apr 10, 2021 | Fiction
Tiptoe out of the room of your sleeping toddler holding your breath Take a deep breath before you asphyxiate Pray to whichever powers it might be Clear the kitchen island off toys, leftover baby food and scores other things that you kept piling up in your bid...
by Chandrika R Krishnan | Apr 10, 2021 | Fiction
What does it take to buy oneself some freedom from a stifling marriage, besides courage? Money! It took me two years to prepare myself for freedom. That is what I thought. I had stolen a 100 here, a 500 there, a rare 1000 and plenty of 10 and 20s which I exchanged for...
by Chandrika R Krishnan | Apr 10, 2021 | Fiction
Padma stood on the balcony of her small flat with a cup of freshly, brewed filter coffee. It was just after seven in the morning. Just a few hours on, it would be difficult to stand there as she would be assailed by fumes, the honks not to mention the dust from...
by Chandrika R Krishnan | Apr 10, 2021 | Fiction
December 2015, Chennai faced its worst nightmare with many areas under water. Newspapers and Channels were awash with the nightmarish accounts of many people perishing in the floods. A fictional account of what transpired. Nalini was horrified to see the...
