
Last Rite
Translated from the original Tamil short story கடைசிக் கைங்கரியம் from the 1964 collection of short stories titled அக்கா By : A. Muttulingam Translated by: Eḻuttukkiṉiyavaṉ Cry, Thaṇigāsalam, cry. Don’t stand silently like a tree. Your own wife, that saint who bent her head to receive your thāli in a promise to share in your joys and sorrows till death do you part, now lies here as a corpse. But you stand there staring at a distance. Is your heart made of stone! Or have you petrified into a sta

Eḻuttukkiṉiyavaṉ