Borrow One! – By Appadurai Muttulingam

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  Translated by Nakul Vāc I was of the age when I believed that a car would go all on its own if I kept touching...

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...

The Locker – By Azhagiyasingar

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  Translated by Aswini Kumar   I must confess to a slight irritation when Mrs. Chari called me up that Saturday. The bank was supposed to close...

Two Minutes – By Ashokamitran

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  Translated by Padma Narayanan and Subashree Krishnaswamy   1. “A short story by a Spanish writer comes to mind. Can’t remember the author’s name, or the title....

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...

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...

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 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...

Mother Earth – By Appadurai Muttulingam

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    Translated by Padma Narayanan   My father was a strict man. As a boy, I walked and talked quietly whenever he was around and quelled any...

Waves – By Sundara Ramaswamy

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  Translated by Rajaram Brammarajan   My acquaintance expected that I would be arrested that night. The attraction he had towards me — it is only my...

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