The Locker – By Azhagiyasingar
Translated by Aswini Kumar
I must confess to a slight irritation when Mrs. Chari called me up that Saturday. The bank was supposed to close...
Horoscopes – By Appadurai Muttulingam
Translated by Padma Narayanan
Ayya had great expectations of us. As soon as his children were born, he had their horoscopes cast by a famous...
Waves – By Sundara Ramaswamy
Translated by Rajaram Brammarajan
My acquaintance expected that I would be arrested that night. The attraction he had towards me — it is only my...
“The Plastic God-Box” – By Ambai
Translated by Vasantha Surya
`Krishna, raa…’
Ladling out some rice-and-ghee on the window sill and tap-tapping it once with the back of the ladle, Amma called...
A Hairy Tale – By Gopikrishnan
Translated by Latha Ramakrishnan
I don’t know what you think of ‘Hair’. For that matter, I don’t know how many strands of hair are there...
A Crow’s Story – By S. Vaidheeswaran
Translated by Lakshmi Venkatraman
It was drizzling. I was standing on the terrace. Suddenly a crow hit me on the head and flew away. The...
Borrow One! – By Appadurai Muttulingam
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...
Mannaasai (Greed for Land) – By Na.Pichamurthy
Yes, this is my house. The empty site in front belongs to me. The enclosed square, contiguous with the site is also part of...
Enemy – By Appadurai Muttulingam
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...
Lunch – By Ashokamitran
Chaturanga said:
Subbanna screamed at seeing me. ‘You here? Thought you were in Vijayawada!’ The whole street was startled.
‘I came here on a transfer.’
‘How long...
