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...

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...

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...

Worship – By Indira Parthasarathy

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  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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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 Double Decker Express – By Azhagiyasingar

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  Translated by Aswini Kumar   Last Thursday, I travelled to Bengaluru by the Double Decker Express train. Since I was late in making my travel booking,...

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