The Elephant – By S. Ponnudurai
Translated by V. Ramanan
Once in the country, growing number of people were very much disturbed by the dwindling elephant population. The wild life enthusiasts...
Chair – By Ki. Rajanarayanan
Translated by V. Ramanan
How could you call a house without a chair a home? So it struck all of us in the house the same...
Wound – By Ayyanar Edadi
Translated from the Tamil by Padma Amarnaath
Moovelu was busy in the seedling nursery, stamping over oleander paste mixed with manure. Cranes were happily showering...
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...
Fantasy – By Sarvakan
Translated by Vasantha Surya
When we reached the National Store, there were no customers at all.
That was one convenient thing about Natesan’s shop. There was...
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...
Borrow One! – By Appadurai Muttulingam
Translated by Nakul Vāc
I was of the age when I believed that a car would go all on its own if I kept touching...
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...
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...
Truth and Lies – By Imayam
Translated by Lakshmi Holmstrom
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Raghavan climbed into the compartment, carrying his suitcase. He glanced briefly—just once—at the ticket he held in his left hand. Then...
