by Chandrika R Krishnan | Dec 5, 2025 | Some Learnings, Some Teachings, The World of Printed Words
Once a little boy went to school. One morning The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. He liked to make all kinds; Lions and tigers, Chickens and cows, Trains and boats; And he took out his box...
by Chandrika R Krishnan | Apr 12, 2021 | Fiction
The call came too early. Vishakha groaned and rolled over, the crease on her forehead reflecting her annoyance. She needed to be cajoled before the crease turned a disgruntled turn around her lips. Varun reached over to see who it could be this early on a Sunday...
