Mannaasai (Greed for Land) – By Na.Pichamurthy

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  Yes, this is my house. The empty site in front belongs to me. The enclosed square, contiguous with the site is also part of...

Worship – By Indira Parthasarathy

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  Translated by Ka.Naa.Subramanyam   Vaduga Naicken was surprised that a beggar who made his living by going the rounds of the town begging fistfuls of rice...

The Double Decker Express – By Azhagiyasingar

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  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 Locker – By Azhagiyasingar

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  Translated by Aswini Kumar   I must confess to a slight irritation when Mrs. Chari called me up that Saturday. The bank was supposed to close...

Borrow One! – By Appadurai Muttulingam

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  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...

Truth and Lies – By Imayam

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  Translated by Lakshmi Holmstrom 1 Raghavan climbed into the compartment, carrying his suitcase. He glanced briefly—just once—at the ticket he held in his left hand. Then...

Mother – by N. Pichamurthi

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  Translated by E. Annamalai & H. Schiffman I was traveling on a train. My attention, which was focussed on looking out of the open window...

Kaanchanai – By Pudhumaippithan

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  Translated from Tamil * I just couldn’t sleep that night, for no apparent reason. My mind was neither troubled, nor was it overflowing with happiness...

Mother Earth – By Appadurai Muttulingam

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    Translated by Padma Narayanan   My father was a strict man. As a boy, I walked and talked quietly whenever he was around and quelled any...

The window – By Sundara Ramaswamy

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    Translated by E. Annamalai and H. Schiffman The cot I was lying on was near a window. I had collapsed on it one evening a...

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