Trespass – By Sundara Ramaswamy
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...
The Cart Track – By Ayyanar Edadi
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...
Enemy – By Appadurai Muttulingam
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...
Two Minutes – By Ashokamitran
Translated by Padma Narayanan and Subashree Krishnaswamy
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“A short story by a Spanish writer comes to mind. Can’t remember the author’s name, or the title....
Waves – By Sundara Ramaswamy
Translated by Rajaram Brammarajan
My acquaintance expected that I would be arrested that night. The attraction he had towards me — it is only my...
A Way of Life – By Poomani
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...
A Block of Wood and the Sea – By S. Vaidheeswaran
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...
Reflowering – By Sundara Ramaswamy
Translated by S Krishnan
Amma was lying on the cot and I was curled up on the floor right next to it. Amma...
Exultation – By T. Janakiraman
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...
The window – By Sundara Ramaswamy
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...
