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...

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...

The Stamp Album – By Sundara Ramaswamy

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  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...

Wound – By Ayyanar Edadi

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    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 Rat – By Ashokamitran

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  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...

Mylapore – By Maa. Aranganathan

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  Translated from the original Tamil by Nakul Vāc   It came and went like a flash of lightning. The ticket he had purchased was still in...

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...

Perfume – By Ashokamitran

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    “You want me dead!” he shouted at his wife. “Eat something and go. Your lunchbox is ready,” his wife said. But he was already halfway...

Trespass – By Sundara Ramaswamy

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Photo by : Cameron Ballard   Translated by Lakshmi Holmström   It struck me later on that, just for a second, I had been off my guard. I lifted...

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...

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