“Writing makes life so much more interesting!”
Smt. Sujatha Balasubramanian
Stories, articles and poetry by renowned Indian author, Sujatha Balasubramanian. On this site, you’ll find her most popular works, that have been published on Femina, Times of India, Illustrated Weekly, and more.
The Navarasa Stories
Navarasa literally means, nine emotions.
According to Indian tradition, the basic emotions in life are divided under nine heads; Shringara– love, Hasya– humour, Karuna– pathos, Roudra– anger, Veera– valor, Bhaya– fear, Bhibhatsa– horror, Vismaya– wonder and Shantah– peacefulness.
Each of the following stories is meant to portray one of the Rasas or emotions.
Mother
Afterwards, they said that Manohar was affected the most. His eyes had turned red with weeping and one could hardly get a coherent word from him. Blood, after all, they said, is thicker than water, and the elder brother had almost been like a father to…
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Duel By Moonlight
“There now, Dad,” said Betty fussing over the cushions on his chair. “Have a bit of rest, you look as if you haven’t slept a wink last night.” Barlow grunted noncommittally. His eyes were red-rimmed and there were dark circles under them. Betty turned and put…
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Mine Own Executioner
Short story by Sujatha Balasubramanian in The Times of India, Dec 18, 1960 “It is all very well for them to talk,” mused Manickam. When he stole the silver vessels rom the Sowcar’s house and the jari sarees from the Iyer’s place nobody said anything; for…
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Malgudi To Manhattan
As soon as I landed in New York, I rang him up at the San Carlos Hotel. “He’s away for the day”, said someone at the reception and gave me another number to call. After the third attempt, I managed to get him on the phone…
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Destiny on a Postcard
Indira hummed a tune softly, almost to herself, as she slowly came down the stairs. The early sun threw a shaft of light across the hall and brought out the bright colours of the draperies. The foot-high bronze statue of Nararaja gleamed against the polished wood…
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