the adventures of rajappan

Thu, 26 Mar 2026 23:45:00 +0530

This was a story I wrote in 2021 for a college magazine. The story was published in the 2022 edition of the magazine, but less than 10 copies of the magazine were printed to keep the costs low. The university rules manadates the college publish an annual college magazine run by the college union, but does not mention anywhere the number of copies to be printed.

Rajappan sat sulking at the bench in the corner. It was his usual spot, and he had a bird’s eye view of much of the campus from the window. He looked at his watch. He was hungry. He had to wait for thirty minutes for the lunch break. Time is relative, it was said. But lunchtime was largely an exception. He looked at the clouds through the window. They were grey and it would rain very soon. He hoped the downpour would flood the college. The water would reach the second floor and his bench would carry him through the water like a low-budget boat. He would row the bench with his Java record book all the way to his home in Peroorkada, while the others drowned. He was an optimist even during trying times.

Fiction on perry's blog

the adventures of rajappan