‘Two people in one person,’ Charu was telling her husband Jayan. From his meagre acquaintance with her for a few days, Jayan knew it to be the beginning of yet another yarn. However, he did not express his inner perplexity.…
Drives you crazy, this pest of a Soul! Sarala Head Mistress falls asleep—and hey—this Other-female, this sly Soul, wakes up. Out of Mistress’s ageing body—all of forty years—it emerges, stretching vigorously like a hunter waking in his river-side tent, throwing…
It was with the quip ‘Hari Shankar seems to be away,’ that Ram Prasad came that sultry, hot noon. I tried hard to conceal the buds of pleased surprise that sprung to life in me and assumed the politeness reserved…
Sheherban saw off her son. He was to get her some horse-urine. The Kawadiar palace had horses; it was quite nearby. But the urine of those horses was not within the reach of the poor! So she sent him off…
She woke at four o’clock on hearing the alarm. At once she jumped out of bed and headed for the kitchen. She washed her face and lighted the stove. She put the tava on the fire to fry papads. Umma…
They were on an imaginary lake of love. She said softly: ‘I am surrendering myself to you.’ She looked at him lying on his side on the bed, his head propped up with one hand. A look that could never…
Priyamvada is a beautiful college lecturer with dreamy eyes. She taught the beautiful subject of literature. It is easy to imagine a beauty like her . . . She got married to a basketball star. He worked for the railways.…
The guest was totally unexpected. Uma had never expected to meet this guest ever in person. She remained in stupefied silence for some more time. She had been told that someone had called to see her twice earlier but had…
There was a window in that room, a window that was only the size of a small mirror. The room was also a house in which four people lived. The room was home to Maniamma and her children. The rays…
Leaving a trail of dust, a huge van speeded into Devigramam, disturbing its quiet siesta. Sundaran came out of his hair-cutting saloon to stare after the van. Appu Nair and Kunhiraman also came out from the provision store and the…
Hassankutty had every reason to be cross—it had all to do with his wife. What a miserable piece of God’s work she was, he couldn’t help thinking! He cursed himself for having agreed to marry her. All she would do…
I know that you have not been able to believe what I just told you. To present conclusions first would not be the right mode of narration. But often, men cannot think or act logically, a fact that you must,…
