Close Encounters of the Wild Kind – II
In the second and final part of the adventure, Soumya tells us of an escape by the skin of the teeth. Read more in the weekly column, exclusively in...
Sprinkle-some Baking Winters!
Talking about winters feels exactly like talking about good food. It’s the same happiness, it’s the same kind of love. The temperature scales are dropping and the blankets...
The Womb Mates
When the kids become parents themselves then only they discover their parents’ awesomeness. The mother-daughter bond strengthens when the daughter becomes a radiant expectant mother. She trusts her mother implicitly...
Is the Country Progressing if a Rickshaw Puller or a Daily Wage Labourer Sleeps Hungry?
Economists believe that although there is economic bullishness in government, there is economic gloom in reality in the country. Fiscal deficit as a percentage of GDP has declined from...
In Search of Silver Lining: Far-reaching Ramifications of the Kashmir Issue, Terrorism, Hafiz Saeed, UN Plebiscite, and Indo-Pak Settlement
It is a known fact that in Pakistan governments are formed and destroyed based on issues around Hafiz Saeed, terrorism, Kashmir and such ‘identity wars’. Which way then is...
A Psychoanalytical Journey is a Voyage into the Minds and Psychological Concepts
Martin, the author, gets an opportunity to lead an education tour of Turkey through travel grant approved by the university. There are five couples in the group, four married...
How Relevant is Internal Engineering?
When we talk about internal willingness, the term internal engineering is so relevant here. We want to make our internal machines (brain and heart) so powerfully driven by internal...
Fate of a Prostitute
An intense and powerful poem, with grotesque imagery, that depicts the life of a prostitute, by Kabir, in Different Truths, Every night haunts her Even when she smiles seductively ...
Close Encounters of the Final Kind
Soumya tells us how he, with his two daughters, survived parasailing in the rough sea in Goa. Did the close brush with death break them or make them stronger?...
Ecstatic Dream
An intense sensuous poem by Nandita, in Different Truths. Creeping into the velvet darkness The hour of midnight comes falling softly Where wondrous dreams are created The memories start evoking my...