Clarion Call
A patriotic poem that covers the entire gamut of history and social realities by Shalini, in Different Truths. Mother India’s clarion call to her tenants,Divided by caste you were,...
That Old Lady in the Plaza
One in three elderly in Hong Kong aged 65 and over are living in poverty. They spend the remaining of their lives, looking through trash that we throw, trying...
How does Data Travel?
Tanya tells us how data travels, on the Internet, exclusively for Different Truths. In today’s world of technology, we use different applications for various purposes. For almost everything, there...
The Right Shade of Feminism
Feminism has many layers of meaning. Tooba critiques it, saying that with concepts like feminism, it is sad that much of what it never stood for is now attributed...
A Knife for Life!
Shail’s short story, a special feature for International Women’s Day, explores the parallels between divorcee Ria and widow Shanta Bai and how they inspire each other, an exclusive for...
Of Rashtrabhasha, Bongs and Faux Pas!
We usually think in one language and translate in another. Much is lost in translation, and the meaning often changes. . Here’s a hilarious account by our humourist in...
Makar Sankranti: A Pan-Indian Solar Festival Celebrating Bounty
Makar Sankranti is an important pan-Indian solar festival, known by different names. It is known as Pongal in Tamil Nadu, Pedda Panduga in Andhra Pradesh, Bihu in Assam, Magha...
Gist of Fleeting Memories
Memories remain and often becomes part of our identity. Here’s a poem by Durgesh, for Different Truths, where he takes the ‘voyage within’ to emerge enriched. A Lotus blooms on the...
Three Healthy Foods to Help Check Depression
Ritambhara tells us how food can help fight depression, in the weekly column, exclusively in Different Truths. Depression is one of the chronic diseases amounting to increasing suicide rates...
Where is the Edge?
Here’s an evocative, soul-searching poem by Monika, in Different Truths. A strenuous path, the future seems. Even if we tread, it would be like aVoyage to nowhere, deprived of...