The Cart Track – By Ayyanar Edadi

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    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...

Mylapore – By Maa. Aranganathan

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  Translated from the original Tamil by Nakul Vāc   It came and went like a flash of lightning. The ticket he had purchased was still in...

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...

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....

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...

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...

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...

Exultation – By T. Janakiraman

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    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

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    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...

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