Krishna and Karl
Marxism was formulated in the Geeta. Karl merely stole it from Krishna, says humourist Soumya. He tells us that the basic premise of Marxism is that History is a...
Miracle Water: The Benefits of Ginger Water and Cucumber Water – II
In the second part of the five-part article on miracle water, Anumita tells us of the medicinal and beauty enhancements uses of easy to prepare home remedies, ginger water,...
The Story of Succulent Kebabs
The Moroccan traveller Ibn Batuta stated that kebab was an important part of the food partaken by Indian royalty as far back as 1200 AD. The kebab that the...
What is Sound Sensitivity in Autistic Children?
Anumita talks about parenting, with special reference to Autism. Read her column about how to care for special needs children, as we in Different Truths, join the cause of...
Patanjali Yoga: Want Creates Fear, and Giving is Receiving!
Navodita, our Associate Editor, a yoga expert, tells us about the Eight Limbs of Patanjali Yoga, which tells us that want creates fear, while in giving we receive. Yoga...
Pegyal, the 146th Martyr, Self-immolated Himself for the Liberation of Tibet
Pegyal is the 146th Tibetan to self-immolate and the first reported in 2017. This is the second self-immolation from the region – Nyarong. The 24-year-old bachelor was the sole...
Urdu: Today and Tomorrow
Sehar talks about Urdu, the language of emotions. She talks of Ibn Safvi, an Urdu writer from Kareli, a locality in Allahabad, who was acclaimed by Agatha Christie. Here’s...
How Silence Suits Various Sections of the Society in Uttar Pradesh?
It might seem unusual that people in Uttar Pradesh prefer silence. They are not vocal in their protests. Prof. Bhaskar finds out the reasons for this silence, a clear...
Tales from Srimad Bhagavatam: The Elephant and the Crocodile – XVIII
Strange are the ways of the Divine. The elephant and the crocodile fought each other till Narayana slew the crocodile and saved the elephant. Both these creatures were cursed...
I am the Poem
A poem is born through its creator, the poet. Here the poem is persistent like a child, till the poet and the poem become one. Here’s a tribute to...