The Dying – By Vaiyavan

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  Translated by E. Annamalai and H. Schiffman   Boothalingam's bristly beard brushed lightly against his bony chest and tickled him. He sat up and closed his...

Reflowering – By Sundara Ramaswamy

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  Translated by S Krishnan        Amma was lying on the cot and I was curled up on the floor right next to it. Amma...

The Cart Track – By Ayyanar Edadi

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    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...

Meals Plus Forty Rupees – By T. Janakiraman

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  "Money Order? For me?!" "Yes sir.. for you only!" "Uthrapathy, you are old enough to be astigmatic.. Take a good look again.. Do you want my...

The God and Kandasamy Pillai – By Pudhumaippithan

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  Translated by Ramesh Ramachandran   1 Melagaram M K Ramasamy Pillai’s only son, Melagaram M K R Kandasamy Pillai alias Chelleppa, was standing at a safe corner...

A Loss of Identity – By Mouni

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  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

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    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...

Fruit with its flower – Vannadasan

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Translated by N. Banumathy    When I asked Dinakari ”shall we buy from this shop?” she was busy picking up the flowers of  a vaagai  tree...

Water Play – By Perumal Murugan

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      At first he was somewhat confused and hesitant when they invited him. “Me?” he whispered disbelievingly under his breath. But then desire and eagerness...

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...

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