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...
Refugee Girl – By Appadurai Muttulingam
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...
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...
A Block of Wood and the Sea – By S. Vaidheeswaran
Translated from the Tamil by M.S.Ramasamy
A block of wood close to the seashore. An old, hard-cored one. A toothless, lean, uneven face. If we...
The Cart Track – By Ayyanar Edadi
Translated from the Tamil by Padma Amarnaath
The sun began to rise. It slowly ripened, warming the east with its heat. Velu and Chellaiah worked...
Two Minutes – By Ashokamitran
Translated by Padma Narayanan and Subashree Krishnaswamy
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“A short story by a Spanish writer comes to mind. Can’t remember the author’s name, or the title....
Perfume – By Ashokamitran
“You want me dead!” he shouted at his wife.
“Eat something and go. Your lunchbox is ready,” his wife said. But he was already halfway...
Trespass – By Sundara Ramaswamy
Photo by : Cameron Ballard
Translated by Lakshmi Holmström
It struck me later on that, just for a second, I had been off my guard. I lifted...
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...
Mylapore – By Maa. Aranganathan
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...
