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
Tiny Tales
The Unexpressed -flash fiction
I was in my late teens when my love affair with all things antiquated and ancient began. My extended family found my penchant for collecting and restoring all those household items and articles that found a place in our grandmother’s time, a source of laughter, and...
Unlocking the Memories- Flash Fiction
“Oh…a transistor,” Sangeeta exclaimed. Despite the dust and the discomfort, she was enjoying this task thoroughly. It allowed her to see some real quaint stuff up there and this little transistor was one such. “Does it work? Whose is this?” It was the second week of...
Who Am I?
That question never troubled my grandmother, a mother of six Caught between children and chores; Her time in between Was to breathe! My mother, a mother of three Found time to garden, embroider, knit, and sew Caught a movie or a gossip session But she was never...
Spare me the Guilt Trip
“What kind of mother leaves a child and goes for a training programme? Is it that important?” Hema heard her mother-in-law talking about her but not to her, as was her norm. She sighed as she rechecked her bag just to confirm that no relevant document or course...
The Nightingale by Kristin Hannah _ book review
This book came highly recommended by my friend and I must say I am not disappointed. I love the narrator's voice at the beginning which says: If I have learned anything in this long life of mine, it is this. In love we find out who we want to be; in war, we find out...