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....

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...

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...

The Exit – By Pudhumaipithan

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  Translated by E. Annamalai and H. Schiffman That night Alamu couldn't get to sleep. Her thoughts all came crowding into her brain; an unutterable anguish...

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...

Mother – by N. Pichamurthi

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  Translated by E. Annamalai & H. Schiffman I was traveling on a train. My attention, which was focussed on looking out of the open window...

Chellammal – By Pudhumaippithan

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  Translated  by V. Ramanan   Chellammal had just breathed her last. The pulse waned to a stop and she was reduced to 'a body’, in front...

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...

Window – By Sundara Ramaswamy

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    I lay on a cot by the side of a window. Months ago, I crawled into it one evening and hadn’t got out of it...

Mannaasai (Greed for Land) – By Na.Pichamurthy

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  Yes, this is my house. The empty site in front belongs to me. The enclosed square, contiguous with the site is also part of...

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