Synopsis: Love scorched the heavens and when it was lost, it turned everything to ashes… He was no hero. He was not one to rescue his loved one by hauling her back from the blazing wreckage of a broken world or by fighting a war to win her hand. But he was sweet and sensitive. Read more…

Since my mom and dad had married against my grandparents’ wishes, I did not know much about my grandfather, Pulavar P.S. Krishnamurthy. By the time I reached my adolescence, they had accepted us and the family had been reunited for good. That’s when I got the opportunity to know my celebrity grandfather in person and Read more…

My first memories of ‘reading’ a book are that of the Bhagavad Gita. I was in fifth grade when my grandmother read it out to me. As you would expect from someone my age, I didn’t find it particularly interesting back then. However, during my tenth-grade summer vacations, I received an illustrated copy of the Read more…