Krishna Sruthi Srivalsan – Medium

Krishna Sruthi Srivalsan

Krishna Sruthi Srivalsan

My Honest Poem

(Inspired by Rudy Francisco)

May 20, 2019

May 20, 2019

Krishna Sruthi Srivalsan

Halwa in the hill

One of my earliest and fondest memories of childhood is running down a winding road, breathless and panting, just in time to receive my…

Apr 7, 2019

Apr 7, 2019

Krishna Sruthi Srivalsan

Remembering Haji Baba

At the age of eleven, when I landed on the shores of Bahrain for the first time, I desperately craved the company of the mountains. Having…

Mar 5, 2019

Mar 5, 2019

Krishna Sruthi Srivalsan

Christmas Eve in Colombo, 2005

Walking around the streets of Colombo on Christmas Eve, I see starry lanterns and neon lights Trying to breathe cheer into a weary city. A…

Jan 12, 2019

Jan 12, 2019

Krishna Sruthi Srivalsan

On Writing

Writing is an incredibly lonely sport: It demands solitude, far from Prying eyes and wagging tongues, Away from the banality of small talk…

Dec 16, 2018

Dec 16, 2018

Krishna Sruthi Srivalsan

Kintsugi and Other Thoughts

At times when sleep refuses to arrive, my mind wanders and unearths memories that have been buried by the cobwebs of time. I think of my…

Oct 16, 2018

Oct 16, 2018

Krishna Sruthi Srivalsan

Why I Read

In response to someone who once told me that I read “too much” and should use my time pursuing more “productive” activities:

Aug 23, 2018

Aug 23, 2018

Krishna Sruthi Srivalsan

Echoes of Summers Past

I would watch intently as Amaama rolled the dough into tiny dumplings, like the dimples on a baby’s knuckles. Unniappams, we call them…

Jul 7, 2018

Jul 7, 2018

Krishna Sruthi Srivalsan

What I Think of When Sleep Eludes Me

Sometimes when sleep eludes me, I think about faces. Faces of people I have met at some point in my life, and for some reason, keep coming…

Jul 5, 2018

Jul 5, 2018

Krishna Sruthi Srivalsan

On Stories

I was in the eighth grade when I had my first major argument with my mother. Funnily, I cannot remember what it was about. I do remember…

Feb 18, 2018

Feb 18, 2018

Krishna Sruthi Srivalsan

Krishna Sruthi Srivalsan

Incorrigible book-hoarder. Chai enthusiast. I love books, writing, history, languages, poetry, dogs, teaching and learning. Deeply fascinated by mountains.

Following

Help
Status
About
Careers
Press
Blog
Privacy
Terms
Text to speech
Teams