I received a telegram informing me that mother was on death bed. At once, I took leave of absence from my college in Hyderabad and left for my hometown. Later however I began to wonder why I went; could not…
Sprinkles outside. And inside, it was suffocating for want of air. The house was a crummy dump. It felt like the time had come to a standstill for over ten thousand years. No dialogue was rolling between father and son.…
“Who’s that? Gopalam? how come you’re walking away as if you’d not seen me?” Rama Sastry called out. Gopalam turned around with a jerk on hearing those words. He was lost in his own thoughts, unaware of his surroundings. He…
(A review by Malathi).In the past nine years, well over one hundred Telugu stories have been translated and published on this site in an attempt to introduce the intellectual richness of Telugu writers to the non-Telugu readers. But for the…
(See note at the end.). We have one thousand years of literary history. Up until now, there had been an effort to portray women’s literature only as a part of the mainstream history; women writers were mentioned only sporadically, one…
If you say, “I’ll tell you a story,” nobody is going to say “I’ll not listen.” Folktale captivates everybody’s heart. Primordial man contributed to developing the story while sharing his experiences with the people around him. He kept adding minute…
The caste differences did not stop Sastry and Obilesu from becoming good friends. Sastry was a Brahmin and Obilesu an untouchable. They had been friends since their childhood. They went to the same school, and started working in the same…
