When we listen to Tchaikovsky's symphonies, we can visualize snow falling gently on to theground. All of Tchaikovsky's fans have attested to this fact. Similarly while reading Sathana'stales, I could feel the ice and slowly drifting snowfall. Such stories have not appeared in Tamil earlier. Each one of these stories in this book iseasily worthy of being converted into world cinema with their themes and incidents. Thestories vividly unspool in front of our eyes even as we are reading them.-Charu Nivedita