Those Lips you Wear
This is a kind of Rhymester poem that came to Deeya in a certain delight seeing the lips of someone who’s very close to her. She was taken in by...
Fashionista Varsha Infuses Italian Spirit into Indian Womenswear
Inclined in art and a keen fashion enthusiast, Varsha pursued her career in fashion, starting off with her foundation in art and design at London College of Fashion followed by...
Lip-smacking Baked Pineapple Chicken, a Healthy Diet
Connoisseurs of food experiment a lot and try new recipes too. Their spunk to try new dishes make them confident. Sarika shares a new recipe Baked pineapple chicken. She tells...
Empty Nest
Children grow and leave home. In this poem Bhawini talks of the many emotions of a woman and how she prepares to deal with her empty nest. She stood looking...
Grim Flood Situation in Assam, over 90,000 People Affected
The 70th Independence Day celebrations is round the corner. It is sad that though the nation has progressed on many fronts, development has not reached the far flung Northeast...
Challenges of Analyzing the Huge Amount of Data these Days
In the maddening crowd of worldwide computing, our growing dependence on huge data bases keep on increasing. In the world wide web, every second, we are generating and analysing humongous data. The data generated...
The Driving Force
Piyali works at a public library in a relatively diverse neighbourhood. The author sees the melting pot that America truly is, in the library, where immigrants from different countries come together...
Blood of my Son
A protest poem by Sehar about the bloodstained kurta of a father with the blood of 13-year-old son. Blinded Children Maimed youth Scarred men Disillusioned women Bloody chaurahas* Silent...
A Roach, I Approach
A hilarious nonsense verse on roach by Sukanya. With a Raid in hand I approach Towards the scurrying brown roach. As it scuttled past I moved two steps back,...
Life in Moments
Life is all about the simple joys in many moments that make it enchantingly beautiful. Lily, the quintessential Bohemian, the wandering gypsy drinking the ambrosia of life, seeks simple joys in...