The Story of a Boy Going to School
Humourist Soumya tells us about the ordeals of going to school, as a little child, replete with black humour, as part of the special feature, in the weekly column,...
Boys Do Not Cry!
In a different flavor, humourist Soumya talks about what made him cry, in the weekly column, exclusively in Different Truths. This is one maxim that made life difficult for...
The Agony of Ganesha
Ganesha in conversation with His beloved mother, Parvati, and His unwillingness to visit the earth, while His mother reasons with him. Here’re beautiful dialogues, by Soumya, as part of...
A Suitable Boy
Our humourist, Soumya, travels down the memory lane and talks about the apprehensions of parents about the choice of a life partner for their child(ren), in the weekly column....
Krishna Consciousness and the Story of the First Metrosexual Man in History
Krishna happily spends time with the women and his music, chills out with friends, takes care of his looks; in fact, he is the first metrosexual man in history....
How Writing Became a Dream Come True!
Writing about writing is rather intriguing. Soumya, a humourist and an author, recounts how he became a writer and penned, rather keyed his first novella, befittingly titled, ‘Memories –...
Round is a Shape
Humourist Soumya talks about workouts, gym, swimming and his resolve to exercise seriously, in his typical style, in the weekly column, exclusively for Different Truths. I love workouts. I...
Getting Married: A Sudh Filmy Romance
Humourist Soumya tells us all about the trial and tribulations of a Bong getting married to a Sardar girl, in the weekly column, exclusively in Different Truths. Having posted...
Ode to Social Media
A tongue-in-cheek verse on the social media, by Soumya, in Different Truths. Your every ping Makes my heart sing A chat a day Keeps blues away Through emoticon The...
Puppy Love: The K9 Kind
Humourist Soumya talks about canine love, with paroxysms of emotions, in the weekly column, exclusively in Different Truths. The first canine love in my life was my grandfather’s Daschund,...