Short Story Gooseberries and chess bring to me disparate memories. Perhaps, this is the second story I might have crafted on the theme of...

1 The inn was jim-dandy from a division with avenues spotted with xanthous blossoms and little concrete seats that could fit a couple of...

When king cobra was gotten from the rocky spot of the rear section of the dam , it was shown for individuals by and large and later was...

The Wind Hovers Short Fiction The wind stays over the deck as the ship moves farther and farther into the open sea. Heavy cartloads of...

Cabin by the Azure Lake short story Madathil narayanan rajkumar You might love lakes perhaps. I do. For their profound solitudes their...

Short Story Madathil Narayanan Rajkumar When I was studying at B.E. school, I met my dad’s companion, Kuttiajario. The school was five...

Remembering my teacher Saraswathi. Madame Saraswathi was my first teacher. If my memory is right, my impression of her is a lady of about...

The Chessmaster Bride-13 1 The bride opened the jar and there saw pickles wrapped up in a bale. She smelt it, sent by her sister in law,...

I met Livonia in that bustling European city at the most inappropriate spot to meet an honourable lady, a bar, after my second sip of...

Life embraced her that morning.There was what they say a place begins in theories, such thought when she came to her sisters house in...

Short Story Connaught Circus. I had supper with an aged narc who was my friend during that season. The restaurant was striking with teal...

Madathil Narayanan Rajkumar 1 It is one of the happiest of days, still he was humping to climb the steps to catch the electric train at...

Short Story 1 Today is Sunday and a plausible day in the calendar for me at the cafe. Recently I had a lot of angst about how I spend my...

- Recently, I had got two manuscripts of the same novel and I am occupied with reading them in the lock down days. In fact as an...

In the gallery, there were four or five slaves and they were conversing with one another about the ace who was to show up that night. I...

Confessions of a Failed Fratricide Short fiction Madathil Narayanan Rajkumar Part-1 You may think I was fortunate that I failed killing...

L’amour à Milan (Histoire courte)- C’est le plus beau des jours, il avait encore du mal à monter les marches pour attraper le train...

To the Stranger By all means you will like those paths.You will like them by all measures. You will even remember a few. Some Junoesque...

Winterreise Her aunt exhibited an unusual behaviour when she was 53. She was a professor in the university and was also a musician in...

Ninguna persona sabia en el pueblo pensó que el destino jugaría un juego tan vil con Elisa, un pariente lejano del lado de mi madre. Era...