PinnedKrishnaa LakshmananKālachakraBeing Death had taken its toll on him. He looked down at his hands, at the flaky skin covering his once-great body. He tried to smell the…May 1, 2016May 1, 2016
Krishnaa LakshmananAdapting to the New NormalThe twenty-first-century human being is dangerously becoming a creature of the everyday, so engrossed in the day-to-day that anything…May 16, 2021May 16, 2021
Krishnaa LakshmananHead in the CloudsOnce, there was a little boy who liked staring up at the sky. He loved the way the clouds formed into seemingly random shapes, the way each…Jul 29, 2018Jul 29, 2018
Krishnaa LakshmananWave of DestructionThis story is a product of going with the first thing that comes to one’s head when faced with a writing prompt. Thanks to Chuck Wendig for…Jun 10, 20171Jun 10, 20171
Krishnaa LakshmananLife feeds on hope.Hope. That’s the language that the latest Linkin Park record speaks in. Listening to it for the first time last night, I couldn’t help but…May 19, 20171May 19, 20171
Krishnaa LakshmananAnother Year, Gone.Every year, I can’t help but hear Minerva McGonagall clinking her glass and Albus Dumbledore saying, “Another year, gone!”Jan 1, 20171Jan 1, 20171
Krishnaa LakshmananDragonsoul(This story was written using Chuck Wendig’s prompt. Turned out a little longer than intended! This is my first ever flash fiction attempt…Apr 7, 2016Apr 7, 2016
Krishnaa LakshmananThe Throes of DelugeWater ankle-deep in backyards. Water ankle-deep inside homes. People’s patience wearing out. Those were probably the first signs that the…Nov 29, 20153Nov 29, 20153
Krishnaa LakshmananSymphonies of Light and DarkThe wide, blue sky. Stretching, never-ending. Dark in some places. Gloomy everywhere around, people frequently looking up at the sky to see…Aug 31, 20152Aug 31, 20152
