Chandrika R Krishnan

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2020

Stories (4)

4 Stories

98 karma pts

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“Hear You Our Pleas!” by Chandrika R Krishnan

Submitted to Contest #243

Sir, ‘Rogue!’ ‘Rogue.’ That is what we are called! I am not proud to say that I killed a man. Ever since, people have been staging protests to not just tranquilize me but also to shoot me. Before you judge me and others of my ilk, please do hear my version of the story.  All I was trying to do on that fateful day was to eat. For that matter, we all are trying our best to find food to eat and just to put our head down and survive. We need 149 and 169 kg (330-375 lb.) of vegetation daily but what do we get? Did you know that the ...

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“BE THERE FOR ME” by Chandrika R Krishnan

Submitted to Contest #97

When the feeble knock came on the window, Rupesh thought that it was just something he heard in his head. He couldn’t be blamed for the mistake, for it was almost a decade since it was shut. The tales of most windows are intriguing. They are often the only connect to the outside world, besides bringing some light and air to the house and its people. But closer home in Bangalore, this window was like none another.  It connected
..   But then, I am getting a little ahead of myself. A little explanation would help readers be in t...

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“The Long Arm of Karma*” by Chandrika R Krishnan

Submitted to Contest #70

For Madhav Rao, the former minister of roads and transport, the day began after a night of excesses- a veritable feast with the best that could be brewed with the young nubile lass served as the dessert. His wife was away and most men who had the power and money and less worry about doing right by the spouse or society, spent the night in his palatial farm house. The girl, a quarter of his age, was seen off by the secretary after paying her some money for both her efforts and for her silence. For the poverty stricken villagers, morality...

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“Marooned ” by Chandrika R Krishnan

Submitted to Contest #59

  Nalini was horrified to see the water level rise and touch the borders of the brand new *Kanchipuram* silk Sari. She had worn it for just an hour on the occasion of * Diwali, the festival of lights,* a couple of days back. She had aired it out and meant to put it back inside her *Godrej* steel *almirah* but now was upset with herself and blamed her lethargy in postponing the task.   With her back to the bedroom, she wasn’t to know that the damage has already been done to the saris and other valuable items stored in the lower shel...

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Author bio

A Bangalore, Indian based writer of both fictions and articles, she likes all things beginning with a "T". Teaching, Talking, Tales and Tea!