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 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...

Waves – By Sundara Ramaswamy

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  Translated by Rajaram Brammarajan   My acquaintance expected that I would be arrested that night. The attraction he had towards me — it is only my...

Water Play – By Perumal Murugan

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      At first he was somewhat confused and hesitant when they invited him. “Me?” he whispered disbelievingly under his breath. But then desire and eagerness...

Nigaamaa’s Tears – By M.G. Suresh

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  Translated by Latha Ramakrishnan Any novel can be briefly written in just two pages – (including Tolstoy’s War and Peace) – This is the philosophy...

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...

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...

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...

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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