The window – By Sundara Ramaswamy

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    Translated by E. Annamalai and H. Schiffman The cot I was lying on was near a window. I had collapsed on it one evening a...

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...

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...

“The Plastic God-Box” – By Ambai

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  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 Room of Her Own – By G. B. Chathurbhujan

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  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...

Fantasy – By Sarvakan

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Translated by Vasantha Surya When we reached the National Store, there were no customers at all. That was one convenient thing about Natesan’s shop. There was...

A Block of Wood and the Sea – By S. Vaidheeswaran

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    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...

A Way of Life – By Poomani

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  Translated by Padma Narayanan   They decided to do just that. The three rolled on the ground by the shadow of the tree beside the brook. The...

Nigaamaa’s Tears – By M.G. Suresh

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  Translated by Latha Ramakrishnan Any novel can be briefly written in just two pages – (including Tolstoy’s War and Peace) – This is the philosophy...

Enemy – By Appadurai Muttulingam

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  Translated by V. Ramanan   He had not known anything about rearing hens, neither were the hens elated in his captivity. He knew that it was...

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