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Anubhuti Krishna

Writer. Traveller. Blogger

I am Anubhuti, a thirty-five year old mother of two beautiful girls. I have worked as a training manager and a freelance training consultant in the past. On a break from work to be with my growing children, I love to travel, write, read and cook. I also dabble in photography and volunteer with Pratham Books.

I blog at and actively contribute feature and travel pieces to The Hindu. My other travel writings have been published in The Week. Besides feature and travel I sometimes pen short stories too, many of which have been published in Femina’s fast fiction series.
How Do I Greet Thee? Let Me Count The

How Do I Greet Thee? Let Me Count The Ways...

The passage of the year usually bring a certain amount of gloom with it, exacerbated perhaps by the foggy days and misty nights. But it also carries with it the hope of a new beginning, the cheer of a new year. And with this time of year comes the joy of writing New Year greetings.
23/12/2015 8:21 AM IST
A Trip To Ancient India: The Living Chola Temples Of Tamil

A Trip To Ancient India: The Living Chola Temples Of Tamil Nadu

With World Heritage Week (19-25 November) being observed all over the country, I am reminded of my trip to the great living Chola temples of Tamil Nadu. Built during the 11th and 12th centuries by the kings of the Chola dynasty that ruled southern India for more than 450 years, these World Heritage Sites stand intact as a testimony to the affluence, brilliance and craftsmanship of the golden period. A stamp from UNESCO only confirms their significance.
26/11/2015 8:22 AM IST
This Narak Chaudas, Cut Loose Your

This Narak Chaudas, Cut Loose Your Demons

Narak Chaudas, more widely known as Chhoti Diwali, is all about letting go of the negativities in your life. This year, instead of focusing only on material clutter, why not try to clear the emotional mess too? It might just lead to a happier Diwali. I recently had a liberating experience with getting rid of my much-loved, long-desired nearly waist-length tresses.
10/11/2015 3:32 PM IST
Durga And

Durga And Puja

My mother, amused by my strong dislike for the city, had commented that I sure will come back and might even have a lifelong connection with Calcutta. In the arrogance of my youth, I told her that could never happen and vowed never to return. As luck would have it, in just a few years, I was married to a certain Mr. Kar and in another few years owned a house there -- my mother had the last laugh.
29/09/2015 6:42 PM IST
In Pursuit Of The

In Pursuit Of The Moon

I have been chasing the moon for many months now. I am not sure when it started or how. Maybe it began on one of those nights when I was standing on my balcony after a long tiring day looking at the stream of planes take off and land or maybe on an evening while picking clothes off the clothes-line. It is also possible that I noticed it when it peeped inside my bedroom from the tiny window as I lay dead tired on my bed.
09/09/2015 11:35 AM IST
What Chennai Means To Me

What Chennai Means To Me (Pictures)

Madras (Chennai) means different things to different people. Being an ardent admirer of the city, and its many facets, I spent Madras Day (August 22) on its streets, trying to look for the real Madras. Here is what I found.
28/08/2015 11:44 PM IST
The 'Other

The 'Other Woman'

In my experience, if a relationship is strong, no one can seep in. If, however, emotional differences have already damaged the foundation, no one can save it. In such a situation, the third person is either just a catalyst or - more often than not - comes into the picture after the damage has already been done.
24/08/2015 8:12 AM IST
No Love Greater Than The Love Of Food: Sampling Bombay's Legendary Parsi

No Love Greater Than The Love Of Food: Sampling Bombay's Legendary Parsi Cuisine

When it comes to Parsi food, old Bombay is a gold mine. There are numerous establishments - some well known, others not-so-famous - that offer the various culinary delights of the community to all and sundry. To be in South Bombay and not sample Parsi food therefore is nothing short of sacrilege. Having sinned enough already, I am in no mood for another act of impiety, so off I go on a hot, humid afternoon for my pilgrimage.
20/08/2015 8:15 AM IST
‘Ghar', ‘Masoom' And Lessons Of Life from

‘Ghar', ‘Masoom' And Lessons Of Life from Gulzar

I had bought the cassette from a posh music store on Birhana Road in Kanpur on my 13th birthday. I had heard one of its songs on TV and had fallen in love with the poetry. Lucky for me, my birthday was close and I could arm-twist my uncle into buying it for me as a present. Thus came about my formal introduction with Gulzar, whose birthday happens to fall on August 18.
18/08/2015 8:12 AM IST
The Sleazy Side Of Social

The Sleazy Side Of Social Media

They say you can tell a lot about a man by looking at his Twitter account -- who he follows and who follow him. (OK, I just made that up. But I am certain such a truism will be in circulation soon enough.) Anyway, the first picture I noticed on my friend's page was that of a naked woman: a nice, flat abdomen, and bare breasts. Breasts? I checked again. They were breasts all right.
05/08/2015 8:20 AM IST
A Rape In My

A Rape In My Backyard

Last night I noticed unusual action at the main gate of our housing society. The usually quiet entrance of the apartment complex had been busy through the evening: there were men walking in and out of the gate, the office was still open and the security guards seemed far too alert. Looking from my 9th-floor balcony, I could tell something was happening, but what?
15/07/2015 8:08 AM IST
At Puri, It's Time For The Gods To Be

At Puri, It's Time For The Gods To Be Reborn

This summer, give regular getaways a miss to witness the grand celebration of Nabakalebara in Puri, Orissa. This occasion, which usually takes place every 19 years (it was last celebrated in 1996), sends the temple town into a flurry of activity with the onset of summer. After all, this is the time that the presiding deities -- Lord Jagannath, Balbhadra, Subhadra and the Sudarshan (a weapon) -- get a fresh lease of life, quite literally.
17/06/2015 8:20 AM IST
A Lesson To Learn From Principal Manabi

A Lesson To Learn From Principal Manabi Bandyopadhyay

The first time I noticed them was when I was around seven, at a wedding in the family. They were, to me, strange-looking men -- clad in saris and wearing women's jewellery and make-up -- singing loudly and dancing awkwardly in our front yard. Some years later, at another wedding the same thing happened. By this time I had realised they were different, unlike anyone else around us. But who were these men and why did they dress up as women?
03/06/2015 8:34 AM IST
The Book That Changed My

The Book That Changed My Life

<em>Chai, Chai</em> (I finished reading in two sittings) turned out to be not just a book but an experience. It was not a story book, it was not a novel, it was not even a travelogue per se, but it was a beautifully honest account of a curious middle-class man travelling through places that had intrigued him ever since he could remember.
28/05/2015 8:29 AM IST
Gloom, Love And Ruskin

Gloom, Love And Ruskin Bond

I love Mr Bond. And today, on his birthday, I am thinking of him. He is the reason I started to read, he is the reason I started to write. He is one of the few writers who have the ability to hold my attention. One reason I admire his work is because his stories are not rooted in fantasy: he tells real stories of real people and places.
19/05/2015 1:09 PM IST
The Bangali

The Bangali Bou

I had expected to meet similar fate, and therefore, as soon as I reached home after my wedding, like a good bahu, I bathed and dressed up early in the morning and went to see my maa-in-law whom I had never met before. To my pleasant surprise, not only was I admonished for waking up so early but also was asked to remove all the bridal paraphernalia, including the pallu.
18/05/2015 8:03 AM IST
A Husband, A Lover, And A Woman Torn In

A Husband, A Lover, And A Woman Torn In Between

Dear B, You might be slightly surprised to see this letter. After all, we haven't spoken in almost four years, since that muggy afternoon when I left. It is not that I have forgotten you, in fact I remember you very often -- and very fondly -- but I have not had the courage to write to you. I have been afraid that talking to you again might reignite my love for you.
04/05/2015 8:07 AM IST
Some Yellow Pages And Writing The

Some Yellow Pages And Writing The End

I clearly remember the day it arrived. Covered in bubble wrap and enclosed in a corrugated sheet, it was home delivered by Flipkart. It was love at first sight. Its soft black leatherette cover and smooth chrome yellow pages had me swooning.
23/04/2015 8:13 AM IST
Why I Travel Alone--And Will Continue To Do

Why I Travel Alone--And Will Continue To Do So

Travelling by myself also helped me uncover elements of my personality that had remained hidden until then. I spent hours listening to the stories of my co-passengers, made friends with strangers, had conversations with taxi-drivers, auto wallahs, and shopkeepers (something, the shy, reticent woman in me had never been able to do until then).
13/04/2015 8:10 AM IST
The Guilt Of Being A

The Guilt Of Being A Woman

Those who chose to work were guilty of not spending enough time at home, those who chose to marry and stay at home were guilty of not contributing to the household income, those who had children were guilty of having them too soon or too many, those who did not or chose not to, were guilty of not having any. Each one of them had something to feel guilty about.
06/04/2015 8:13 AM IST