Ages meet – By Jeyakanthan

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  Translated by E. Annamalai and H. Schiffman   Old Gowri waited patiently inside the bus for everyone else to get off. Then she stepped off last, carrying...

Fermented Pancake, Aranygaluska ! – By Appadurai Muttulingam

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  Translated by V. Ramanan It all happened like this. A Jewish woman had called us for dinner. You may ask me, what was unusual about...

Exultation – By T. Janakiraman

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    That was a local shuttle train which ran from Tiruchi to Mayavaram. Its life began every morning at 10:30 and ended at 3 in...

Horoscopes – By Appadurai Muttulingam

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  Translated by Padma Narayanan   Ayya had great expectations of us. As soon as his children were born, he had their horoscopes cast by a famous...

The Lifting of the Curse – By Pudhumaippithan

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  Translated by Ka.Naa.Subramanyam 1 The stone statue of the woman stood by the wayside. It is the statue of a grown-up  woman, her flesh distilled into stone...

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...

Window – By Sundara Ramaswamy

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    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...

A Crow’s Story – By S. Vaidheeswaran

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  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...

Refugee Girl – By Appadurai Muttulingam

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  Translated by: Aniruddhan Vasudevan   The girl in the green-yellow-white waitress uniform was a refugee. She could be either from India or Sri Lanka, or perhaps even...

“Dostoyevsky’s Face” – By Jeyamohan

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  Translated by Nakul Vāc  No one had expected Pa Kavundar1 to fall that soon! There were very few in our village that did not expect or wish...

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