by Chandrika R Krishnan | Apr 5, 2021 | The world of printed words
I really don’t know when my relationship with books started. My father’s family are voracious readers. My mother’s family reads when there are no chores left to do…which is but rarely! My evenings after school would go like this…....
by Chandrika R Krishnan | Mar 25, 2021 | My Books
It was in the year 1983 when my very first story was published in the then women’s magazine in India. Short of taking out a billboard, I tried to let everyone know that I wrote. I left the magazine at strategic places and walked a couple of inches above the ground. An...
by Chandrika R Krishnan | Mar 25, 2021 | My Books
Many consider me to be a mere brick, mortar and lifeless. I am not……… I stand tall and proud for I too like most humans want to be heard, talked to, spoken about and admired. I have been through sun and shine, through hail and storm, through rain...
by Chandrika R Krishnan | Mar 25, 2021 | My Books
I remember the first time you made me go down on you. It was on the eve of Diwali and I was just thirteen. I was busy gawking at the room – which was big enough to fit my entire home in – and felt you move as fast as the mice do in our house when we unroll the bed and...
by Chandrika R Krishnan | Mar 25, 2021 | My Books
She too had to take some responsibility for her own happiness and it was better late than never. Gone were the days when women had to be taken care of by the men in her life. She realized that she had to rise above the patriarchal shackles that had made her fearful...
