The child was perched on the parapet, swinging her legs and watching the road below crowded with cars, trucks, buses and pedestrians. An aeroplane flew low across the sky. The child laughed and swung her legs faster. The grandmother who…
I felt that the mornings were monotonous. That was why I began to long for the evenings. Now that I am a patient, I stand amazed as the strong line of defence ebbs away. I make tasty food and drape…
Susan Immanuel, whom her friends called the traveling restaurant, dismantled the various containers of her tiffin carrier one by one and placed them on the table. Remya Nair fished out kovakka mezhukku puratti and chilli kondattam from underdone matta rice.…
Though I taught in a school for ten to fifteen years, I just don’t know how to tell a story or describe an incident in an interesting way .You see my subject was mathematics. I always thought things out carefully–added…
She had jaundice. Really. So everything looked yellow to her. The streaks of grey in his hair, his intelligent eyes, his well-clipped, clean nails, everything. And he had a new strain of viral fever. So her curly hair, pale cheeks…
Ms Popuri Lalitha Kumari (b 1950), better known as Volga, is a famous name in the field of contemporary Telugu literature. Besides authoring several novels, most notably Sahaja, Akasamlo Sagam, Gulabilu, Manavi and Kanneeti Keratala Vennela, and short story collections,…
Fear gripped her voice, when the ceramic horse smiled and said ‘hello. Ma, the horse is talking! She began to wail aloud. Maragatham rushed to hug her daughter. Sobs quivered in the folds of her sari. My dear, oh my…
Bhargavi was no longer young. She blushed with a seasoned beauty and dignity, lent by youth and middle age together. That exactly was the constant source of anxiety for Krishnanasari. Her guts and the mien of a war-horse! At times…
Bangarappa will not return from the hills with this barber’s knife. The knife that was used to shave the head of the female sinner should be thrown in the holy water of the pond. Let all the sins and the…
Shylaja woke up from a deep daytime slumber. The summer heat, filtered somewhat by the thick foliage of the huge mango tree spreading its branches all over one side of the house, filled the room. She felt that the…
Any reference to the girl Pramila who be longed to the general ref ibious group Hindu and the community Thandan had to begin with caste and end with caste. Pramila’s psychological and emotional problem was her casteism which had always been…
Chairs on either side of a painted two by two inch square rose wood table. A tray containing tomato chilli sauce, vinegar, salt and pepper and a few small porcelain dishes. The smell of U.S. pizzas. The chillness of Coke,…
