Welcome to my Musings over a cup of tea

Thank you for stopping by. This blog is everything from Mundane to the Serious and all things in between. Though fiction is my forte (I am leaning towards bite-sized micro-fiction of late), I do dabble in poetry, though I call myself a reluctant poet. I love to share my thoughts on life, philosophy, the English language, and last but not least, give some unsolicited advice. The last comes rather too easily, having been a teacher and a parent and all that, I want to tell my wards and children, I write!

-Chandrika R Krishnan

About Me

I am a Bengaluru-based writer and educationist and like all things beginning with a ‘T’ – talking, teaching, tales and tea. I consider myself a late bloomer ..so late that even to date I can say I am only partially unfurled. My articles are mostly on what I want to tell my adult children but don’t dare! On a serious note, I like learning and I do most of them through observation. I also feel that we all are better equipped to handle other people’s problems than our own so I am able to write about varied happenings around me.

I also volunteer at a local hospital and also at a Seva centre that feeds the poor. I take storytelling sessions for underprivileged and try to help them with academics.

recent posts

The ‘Telling’ Silence- A Flash Fiction

The ‘Telling’ Silence- A Flash Fiction

Tara applied the kohl. She tapped gently the hanging flesh below her eyes, the puffiness was all too evident. Well, I can’t do much about that, she thought to herself as she used her compact to touch upon them. She sifted through her collection of Bindis and took her...

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A Time when Cinnamon Saved Shilpa- A Flash Fiction

A Time when Cinnamon Saved Shilpa- A Flash Fiction

Shilpa had few vices and one of it was her morning chai. She had to have it at 6 AM and it had to be the Lasa-Lamsa Chocolate Tea. She had lived in Hyderabad all through her growing years and it was the tea that she swore by. She had a lot of “ought to” and “should,”...

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The Liberated Woman- A Short Fiction

The Liberated Woman- A Short Fiction

Smita was in a tizzy. The maid, as usual, had passed on the information that she wouldn't be in today. Really! Shanti had a penchant for choosing the most awkward of days. She wished she could do without her, but she sighed knowing that it was only wishful thinking....

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Love , Adventure and Miracle- a tale of life truly-lived

Love , Adventure and Miracle- a tale of life truly-lived

“Dadi!" Riya rolled her beautiful eyes and sighed exasperatingly. "You really don’t know what a real adventure is! It is great to experience the unknown… jumping from heights and racing in water with the spray on your face...” She tossed her luxuriant hair with great...

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Nothing like Food to work its Magic- A Flash Fiction

Nothing like Food to work its Magic- A Flash Fiction

Susan walked into the huge kitchen with its gleaming glass-topped stove and walnut cupboards. It was a far cry from her tiny place in Los Angeles. ­ Looking around, she thought, her little studio apartment would fit into just this room! The deep aroma of roasted Jeera...

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I am a Mother- A flash Fiction

I am a Mother- A flash Fiction

I stroked the hair from the lifeless body. The little cherub looked peaceful.   It was all over really quick. The cough syrup must have done its job.  The struggle of carrying her and giving birth to her was all too raw  despite the three years that had gone by.  I...

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