Humanism
Here’s a poetic tribute of Sarala to Mother Teresa, and a call to the youth to emulate her, in Different Truths. Learn dear youthWhat’s humanismfrom our belovedMother Teresawho cleansed...
Legacy of Love
Sarala BalachandranSarala Balachandran was working with an import-export organisation in the administrative department for 38 years. She retired eleven years back. Married, with two sons aged 43 and 36,...
My Silence/ I Cherish a Leap of Love
Here are two poems by Sarala, in Different Truths. The first poem is inward-looking, a tribute to a mother. The second verse is an outward journey, where the poet...
Creation of God…
In this verse, Sarala sings the praise of God’s creation, exclusively for Different Truths. Blooming buds Tiny and cute Colourful fragrant flowers Spreading aroma everywhere Mighty mountains High and brown Verdant meadows Green and lush Singing brooks Swaying...
Healing Lost Love: The Power of Compassion
Sarala poignantly captures in verse the agony of an aged mother sent to an old-age home, exclusively for Different Truths. Oh God, how I cried to see that old...
Dementia, the Demon
An intense social awareness poem on dementia by Sarala, in Different Truths. He was the much sought after engineer in a well-known firm With foreign trips plenty A man...
Love Conquers All
Sarala’s evocative poem is about universal love conquering all, like a radiant sun banishing darkness, exclusively for Different Truths. This sublime word Love is amazing like Mount Everest standing...
Misty Nights …
Sarala BalachandranSarala Balachandran was working with an import-export organisation in the administrative department for 38 years. She retired eleven years back. Married, with two sons aged 43 and 36,...
When Death Knocked at my Door…
An evocative poem about the final journey, by Sarala, exclusively for Different Truths. When death knocked at my doorI got dressed very fastIn my finest attireWearing beautiful fragrantflowers in...
The Young Widow of Benaras
Here’s a heart-wrenching tale of a young widow of Benaras by Sarala, in Different Truths. The young widow in white attireWrapped around carelesslyhardly married for six monthsSitting under the...