Reflowering – By Sundara Ramaswamy
Translated by S Krishnan
Amma was lying on the cot and I was curled up on the floor right next to it. Amma...
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,...
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...
Window – By Sundara Ramaswamy
I lay on a cot by the side of a window.
Months ago, I crawled into it one evening and hadn’t got out of it...
“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...
A Block of Wood and the Sea – By S. Vaidheeswaran
Translated from the Tamil by M.S.Ramasamy
A block of wood close to the seashore. An old, hard-cored one. A toothless, lean, uneven face. If we...
Chellammal – By Pudhumaippithan
Translated by V. Ramanan
Chellammal had just breathed her last. The pulse waned to a stop and she was reduced to 'a body’, in front...
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 Hairy Tale – By Gopikrishnan
Translated by Latha Ramakrishnan
I don’t know what you think of ‘Hair’. For that matter, I don’t know how many strands of hair are there...
