The moon watched these solitary stars with interest. It spent its waking hours conversing with them of the inconsistencies and transient qualities
Lorikins the Slender Loris
I am a Slender Loris – comatose by nature, as are those of us, of the Loris family. I was born one placid morn, in the deep forest of the Western Ghats
The Convert
The exuberant pastor married the farmer and the black widow one summer morn. And the farmer vowed his vows with great haste and clinched his marriage
The Alien
Just as I walked up the steps that led to the doorway a sudden dazzle hit my eye. A torrent of light had capsized upon the house and I felt the glow
Muthamma and Pandyan.
A contented farmer, fierce looking and healthy he wore his brown skin like a coat of mail, fortified by the sun. A rustic simple woman, clad in a crisp red chungudi saree
The Plastic Man of Nelloor
In the heartland of Tamil Nadu there lies a village named, Nelloor. The name means, ‘paddy town’, for the village sits snugly like a lone island
