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
Fortuitous Escape
The blue of the sky boggled me, The green of the grass eluded me. I wanted to do many more things, But I did not have the means. I was always scowling, For I felt all were troubling. I was always stressed, My life was a total mess. I was filled with hatred, Until my...
Facets of Beauty
Beauty is evident in… A rose in the garden, A lily in the pond, Snow in the mountain, Pearls in the ocean, Colours of the rainbow, Fruit filled trees, Beauty is God’s own creation! Beauty is visible in… The dimple of a baby, The smile of a child, The mind of an...
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eShe contest
Drabble contest
My 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.... " Chandrika, fold the clothes...