Women Demand Freedom
A protest poem by Sutputra in Solidarity with women’s liberation movements around the world – exclusively for Different Truths. no choice – no freedom! no freedom – no life!...
Is Xi Jinping’s Ascendancy a Perceived Threat to India?
Dr Baljeet traces the ascendency of Xi Jinping to power against the odds. He followed Bismarck’s ‘Blood and Iron Policy’ with expansionist designs. What are India’s challenges and threats? – an exclusive...
a kingfisher
An evocative micro poem by Dr Swaraj – exclusively for Different Truths. in the evening’s gloam overseeing his shrinking empire a kingfisher Photo by the poet
A 2-D Tornado
An evocative prose poem by Kajal – exclusively for Different Truths. I have always wished as a child that while flensing, I find some money dropped on roads, often...
Will the Russia-Ukraine War go the Crimean Way?
There seems to be no end to the Russian-Ukraine war that began on February 24 this year. Baljeet analyses the geopolitics of NATO powers that had to be contained....
Joy of Giving
Here’s an evocative poem by Abu about the ambience during Durga Puja in an exclusive Special Feature for Different Truths. Pre-Puja days Bazaar wears a festive look The scent...
Durgotsav, Navratri & the Lore of the Yore!
Madhu revisits the lore of her childhood – an integral part of her past – that still lingered. The Goddess of Bengal enjoyed non-veg while she was vegetarian in northern...
Durga Puja in Bangladesh: An Inseparable Cultural Legacy
Religion and faith are personal; festivities belong to all. It’s the Bangladesh government’s secular policy. Economic growth’s positive impact is palpable. Eid and Durga Puja feel similar, reports Tabassum from Bangladesh in...
Antonios and Shylocks
Harinder meets Shakespeare in a dream in this verse and talks about Antonios and Shylocks, exclusively for Different Truths. In my dreams, I met the Bard of Avon It felt...
Philosophy
An evocative poem of longing, by Kamrun, exclusively for Different Truths. In the idling of the midday sun, Someone roaming and circulating like a wanderer… At the tip of...