Number 503, Tivoli Gardens, Pedder Road. J walks in, even as Krishnan welcomes him in, just like one would a long lost friend. Krishnan asks J, ‘How’s your sister?’ and insists he has whisky. J refuses and opts for coffee and a song envelopes the room, Walk, Don’t Run. Krishnan has nowhere to run, for J loops his throat with a nylon rope, kills him and walks out coolly…. The police finds a photograph in the dead man’s flat, under which it says: ‘To the one and only Krishnan. With lots of love, Harini.’
A riveting story from one of the greatest Tamil writers, Sujatha….