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
Happily Ever and Never Afters By Vidya Sanath- A book Review
Vidya Sanath's debut novel, Happily Ever and Never Afters, was a breezy read. Her sixteen stories struck a chord in my heart for they are my kind of writing- a slice of life and you relate to the characters and the plot. The book begins with, Echoes of the wind...
‘Sky Castle’ A Korean Drama- A lesson Learnt
Korean culture and Indian culture have a lot in common and one of them being the focus on academics and success of children. This satirical drama delineates quite effectively the materialistic desires of upper-class parents in South Korea and how they ruthlessly...
The Mighty, little Usurper
My dad hugged me close, I nestled into his neck. He carried me to the cradle, The pride in his eyes now on my brother. The doorbell rang, Bringing in the guests. All were carrying colourful gifts. They were all for my brother. I cried for attention....
Beneath Divided Skies by Natasha Sharma- A book Review
Beneath Divided Skies by Natasha Sharma- A book Review What amazes me about human beings is the dichotomy present within the species. On one hand, we have a few butchering human beings in the name of differences- be it religion, race and ethnicity and on the other, ...
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...
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,”...