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...

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...

Truth and Lies – By Imayam

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  Translated by Lakshmi Holmstrom 1 Raghavan climbed into the compartment, carrying his suitcase. He glanced briefly—just once—at the ticket he held in his left hand. Then...

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....

Refugee Girl – By Appadurai Muttulingam

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  Translated by: Aniruddhan Vasudevan   The girl in the green-yellow-white waitress uniform was a refugee. She could be either from India or Sri Lanka, or perhaps even...

The Locker – By Azhagiyasingar

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  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...

Mother Earth – By Appadurai Muttulingam

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    Translated by Padma Narayanan   My father was a strict man. As a boy, I walked and talked quietly whenever he was around and quelled any...

Ages meet – By Jeyakanthan

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  Translated by E. Annamalai and H. Schiffman   Old Gowri waited patiently inside the bus for everyone else to get off. Then she stepped off last, carrying...

Eldorado – By Sujatha

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  Translated by Ramesh Ramachandran   Sister-in-law, who opened the door struggled to recognise him. When she did, she was shocked. She stammered, swallowed spittle and asked,...

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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