The Dying – By Vaiyavan
Translated by E. Annamalai and H. Schiffman
Boothalingam's bristly beard brushed lightly against his bony chest and tickled him. He sat up and closed his...
A Room of Her Own – By G. B. Chathurbhujan
Translated by Geetha Jayaram
“Why doesn’t he understand whichever way I try to tell him?”
“Why doesn’t Raghav pay any heed to this one wish of...
A Crow’s Story – By S. Vaidheeswaran
Translated by Lakshmi Venkatraman
It was drizzling. I was standing on the terrace. Suddenly a crow hit me on the head and flew away. The...
The Double Decker Express – By Azhagiyasingar
Translated by Aswini Kumar
Last Thursday, I travelled to Bengaluru by the Double Decker Express train. Since I was late in making my travel booking,...
The Stamp Album – By Sundara Ramaswamy
Translated by Ashokamitran
( A story for children)
Rajappa sensed a sudden drop in his popularity. For the past three days everyone had been crowding around...
Lunch – By Ashokamitran
Chaturanga said:
Subbanna screamed at seeing me. ‘You here? Thought you were in Vijayawada!’ The whole street was startled.
‘I came here on a transfer.’
‘How long...
A Loss of Identity – By Mouni
Translated by Dr. Albert Franklin
He awoke suddenly, wide awake in the night, cleanly awake, as if something had startled him. Trailing across the edges...
The Rat – By Ashokamitran
Translated by Vasantha Surya
THAT they had done it for two nights in a row made Ganesan very angry. Without sparing a single morsel, the...
The Cart Track – By Ayyanar Edadi
Translated from the Tamil by Padma Amarnaath
The sun began to rise. It slowly ripened, warming the east with its heat. Velu and Chellaiah worked...
“The Plastic God-Box” – By Ambai
Translated by Vasantha Surya
`Krishna, raa…’
Ladling out some rice-and-ghee on the window sill and tap-tapping it once with the back of the ladle, Amma called...
