The window – By Sundara Ramaswamy
Translated by E. Annamalai and H. Schiffman
The cot I was lying on was near a window. I had collapsed on it one evening a...
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...
Chair – By Ki. Rajanarayanan
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...
The Elephant – By S. Ponnudurai
Translated by V. Ramanan
Once in the country, growing number of people were very much disturbed by the dwindling elephant population. The wild life enthusiasts...
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...
The Lifting of the Curse – By Pudhumaippithan
Translated by Ka.Naa.Subramanyam
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The stone statue of the woman stood by the wayside. It is the statue of a grown-up woman, her flesh distilled into stone...
Kaanchanai – By Pudhumaippithan
Translated from Tamil *
I just couldn’t sleep that night, for no apparent reason. My mind was neither troubled, nor was it overflowing with happiness...
Fermented Pancake, Aranygaluska ! – By Appadurai Muttulingam
Translated by V. Ramanan
It all happened like this. A Jewish woman had called us for dinner. You may ask me, what was unusual about...
“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...
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...
