Kaanchanai – By Pudhumaippithan
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...
Worship – By Indira Parthasarathy
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...
Exultation – By T. Janakiraman
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...
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...
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...
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 God and Kandasamy Pillai – By Pudhumaippithan
Translated by Ramesh Ramachandran
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Melagaram M K Ramasamy Pillai’s only son, Melagaram M K R Kandasamy Pillai alias Chelleppa, was standing at a safe corner...
“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...
Two Minutes – By Ashokamitran
Translated by Padma Narayanan and Subashree Krishnaswamy
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“A short story by a Spanish writer comes to mind. Can’t remember the author’s name, or the title....
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...
