One of the great mysteries of modern Urdu literature has been the slender output of the Urdu novelist—slender, that is, compared to the prodigious number of Urdu short stories. Starting with Premchand and his first collection of stories, Soz-e-Watan, in the early 20th century, to the socially-engaged and purposive writing of the progressives, moving on to the individualistic and often idiosyncratic offerings of the modernists and then the meta-fiction of the post-modernists, they range from the good, bad and indifferent, thus allowing a cottage industry of sorts to flourish—that of publishing short story collections. While many editors of such volumes fall back on the best-known and most anthologised stories, some seek out lesser-known stories of well-known writers, thus allowing us to read lesser-known but by no means lesser works in translation.