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...

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...

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....

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...

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...

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...

A Crow’s Story – By S. Vaidheeswaran

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  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...

The Dying – By Vaiyavan

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  Translated by E. Annamalai and H. Schiffman   Boothalingam's bristly beard brushed lightly against his bony chest and tickled him. He sat up and closed his...

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...

The Stamp Album – By Sundara Ramaswamy

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  Translated by Ashokamitran ( A story for children)   Rajappa sensed a sudden drop in his popularity. For the past three days everyone had been crowding around...

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