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
Last week Watch
Simple pleasures are the last healthy refuge in a complex world Four movies that I had seen last week made me remember the above quote this morning. And what better way than to spread joy by educating others! I start with Sherni! Deep, deep respect to Vidya Balan...
The world of Hashtags – Flash Fiction
Malathi looked ruefully at the pictures posted by her maternal cousin Menaka accompanied by a whole slew of hashtags: #makingmemories#mylove#holdiay2019#lifeisbeautiful#grateful. A tiny, weeny emotion in green did a little jig in her heart as she saw Menaka all over...
The Heavy Weight of Ignorance
Aarti sat dry eyed, watching from the window the swirling clouds as the plane steadily lost its height as it approached the city of Bangalore. The city seems to be alternatively lost in winking lights and shadows. Sixteen hours of non-stop flying took her away from...
Left with Questions
The police came The postmortem done, pregnancy confirmed Relatives poured in Neighbours gawked Leaving us wounded with multiple Whys. Visions of….. You as a chubby baby, You as a naughty toddler You as a moody teenager You in the cusp of womanhood! Were we...
Aspen Leaves- By the quake of a word
I have been reading many books by new writers on Kindle of late and Aspen Leaves by Dhivya Balaji caught by fancy. Each story preceded by a a little something by way of describing the various shades of colours followed by a quote made this book even more...
Life Blooms..in myriad ways- Book Review
I chanced upon this book and felt that I was holding a bouquet of flowers. Though, I started at the beginning with the child making a sunflower in her crafts class and gifting it to her ajja ( grandfather) and enjoyed the bond between the grandfather and grand child;...