Fiction

  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,...

  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...

  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...

  Translated by Latha Ramakrishnan Any novel can be briefly written in just two pages – (including Tolstoy’s War and Peace) – This is the philosophy...

    “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...

  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...

  Translated by S Krishnan        Amma was lying on the cot and I was curled up on the floor right next to it. Amma...

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...

    I lay on a cot by the side of a window. Months ago, I crawled into it one evening and hadn’t got out of it...

  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...