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...
by Chandrika R Krishnan | Apr 10, 2021 | Articles
Devika Ramarathnam had divested her Marapachi Bommais (dolls) off their tattered clothes hoping to engage in some DIYs restoring them to past glory. She strongly believes that such dolls made of red sandal wood with its inherent medicinal properties needs to...
by Chandrika R Krishnan | Apr 6, 2021 | Articles
“Never criticise a man until you’ve walked a mile in his moccasins,” is an old (Red) Indian proverb. Today in the customer care industry, we expect employees to be extremely empathetic in their dealings. They are taught to spout phrases such as, “I can...
