Thursday, May 25, 2023
The Fall - Translation in Defunct Magazine
SPOTLIGHT ON WRITERS – JEGADEESH KUMAR - Spill Words Interview
It irritates me, especially in writing, when people only preach and do not practice. I take great care not to inflate my ego through my writing. Writing should be used to self-explore, not to paint large-scale fake depictions of your ugly self. When I find living writers who claim to be messiahs caught red handed in their dishonorable act, I cringe. I constantly check myself to see if I am able to reflect my true self in what I write or if I am attempting to elevate myself simply because I am endowed with the ability to mindlessly type innumerable letters on the keyboard.
Rope Snake - A translation
Wednesday, February 15, 2023
A Primal Quality - Translation
Saturday, July 30, 2022
Karma - Short Story in Impspired magazine
Peter felt that there was something amiss in his lawnmower. Initially, it kept struggling for every ten feet and now it was difficult even to push the machine. He turned it upside down and thoroughly inspected the bottom but couldn’t find anything fishy. The clippings stuck on the bottom effused a sweet, sharp smell. He especially liked the fragrance of the fresh-cut grass, one of the reasons for his being perfectly regular at this task. But at that moment, lawn mowing was proving to be highly arduous.
Monday, May 9, 2022
Prrasantu - Translation - Piker press
My translation of the acclaimed writer Jeyamohan's short story Prrasantu has been accepted and is out now in the Piker Press literary magazine.
What if mercy is more powerful than punishment?
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"Man! Had I had your dexterity, I would've dragged that fellow Appasami into the court case. He would've been convicted. I would have retired with honor," said Siromani. "But it didn't occur to me to drag him into the case. I wouldn't have had the courage even if it did."
"But you need prrasantu for that, right?" said the young man.
Thursday, April 28, 2022
An Untold Story - Flash Fiction Published in Spillwords
Tuesday, April 26, 2022
Ocean's Nearby - Translation
Ocean’s nearby
He was lying inside that large house, which had always been dark so one could never see dawn or dusk, on a straw mat propped up on a century-old wooden cot. He’d piled up books on the cot, which was large enough for four or five people to comfortably lie and roll. The books were scattered throughout, leaving space only for him to lie down, and were full of dust.
Wednesday, January 26, 2022
Publication History
Wednesday, January 12, 2022
Talking Flower - short story in The Piker Press
Wednesday, December 29, 2021
Shadow Crow - Translation
Tuesday, December 28, 2021
A Fine Thread - Translation
Monday, November 22, 2021
Social Geometry - Poem published in Indian Periodical
Social Geometry
Let’s consider a rectangle a square.
Both have their opposite sides parallel.
And equal in length too.
Wednesday, November 3, 2021
Makeup - Short story in Academy of the Heart and Mind Magazine
Monday, October 25, 2021
Meat Pleasure - A poem in Soillwords Magazine
MEAT PLEASURE
written by: Jegadeesh Kumar
Venison is delectable
Deerskin is precious
Charming is her frightened look
Even at moments of grazing
Hungry Tiger is her only fear
The hunter’s arrow tears into the flesh,
Making her scalp horripilate
She falls in the hands of the guard,
Sunday, October 3, 2021
Being - A poem in Indian Periodical
Sun’s slithering on the sea
Sand-colored crabs peep from their burrows
Fingers aimlessly
Tear away the sandy surface
Softened by waves
Grey herons flying downhill,
Hunting little flounders
Ripples flinch at the tremor
Caused by fishing dhonis,
Taking refuge in the shore
In the presence of
The limitless expanse I sit
Dissolving
Like a tiny drop.
Read it in the Indian Periodical.
Friday, October 1, 2021
Mountain's Dialogue - Translation - A short story by writer Jeyamohan
Bubbles - Translation - A Short story by writer Jeyamohan
“I’ve decided to have the surgery in Singapore. That would be convenient for all,” she said.
The word surgery hit him only after a moment. “Surgery! What surgery?”
“Did you not hear what I said? You never pay attention! Just paying lip service. Sick”
Sick was a word she used often. Sam closed the laptop. “Tell me. Who’s having surgery?”








