Chair – By Ki. Rajanarayanan

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  Translated by V. Ramanan   How could you call a house without a chair a home? So it struck all of us in the house the same...

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...

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...

Fermented Pancake, Aranygaluska ! – By Appadurai Muttulingam

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  Translated by V. Ramanan It all happened like this. A Jewish woman had called us for dinner. You may ask me, what was unusual about...

The God and Kandasamy Pillai – By Pudhumaippithan

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  Translated by Ramesh Ramachandran   1 Melagaram M K Ramasamy Pillai’s only son, Melagaram M K R Kandasamy Pillai alias Chelleppa, was standing at a safe corner...

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...

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 Lifting of the Curse – By Pudhumaippithan

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  Translated by Ka.Naa.Subramanyam 1 The stone statue of the woman stood by the wayside. It is the statue of a grown-up  woman, her flesh distilled into stone...

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....

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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