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...

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...

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...

Fruit with its flower – Vannadasan

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Translated by N. Banumathy    When I asked Dinakari ”shall we buy from this shop?” she was busy picking up the flowers of  a vaagai  tree...

Fantasy – By Sarvakan

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Translated by Vasantha Surya When we reached the National Store, there were no customers at all. That was one convenient thing about Natesan’s shop. There was...

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...

A Block of Wood and the Sea – By S. Vaidheeswaran

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    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...

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...

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...

“Dostoyevsky’s Face” – By Jeyamohan

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  Translated by Nakul Vāc  No one had expected Pa Kavundar1 to fall that soon! There were very few in our village that did not expect or wish...

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