Dream Vacation
Dr. Sona, a scholar of subaltern studies, connects with the tribal people of Kerala in this verse, for Different Truths. In near future one day,I hope to defeat scorching...
Locked with Lantern and a Good Luck
Atrayee tells us an intriguing story about a NGC team, caught in the Eritrean-Ethiopian conflict and a kidnapping. What happened to Twisha? Here’s a literary thriller, exclusively for Different...
Focus: Power Predictive — Is The Simpsons Forecasting Our Future?
Monika explores The Simpsons’ decades-long predictions, sparking debates on coincidence, observation, or more, blurring truth and fiction, exclusively for Different Truths. For over three decades, The Simpsons has been...
A Night in Grief
Emptiness, meaninglessness, loss, and darkness are all pervasive in this verse, by Ayub, for Different Truths. Nothing is there,The mirror, the moon, the decanter,All are empty,The page of heart...
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...
A Child Lost in his Special World
The pain and agony of a mother of of a child with autism, crushed by the pressures of her life, takes a grim toll. Tapati recounts a heart-wrenching account,...
Get Around the Molehills of Life
We often imagine situations far worse than they are. In short, we create a mountain out of molehills. Shernaz tells us how to overcome this problem, exclusively in Different...
The Bright Light of Knowledge
Vatsala tells us about a learned Vedic priest of the Arya Samaj, modelled on her maternal grandfather, Pandit Harikrishna Beeharee, whom she dedicates this short story to. The protagonist illuminates the...
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...
Fleeting Time!
A poem about death, by Durgesh, that sees life in harsh reality, for Different Truths. Fleeting timedigs graveso deep. From the spade of pendulumwhich does soundlike tick-tock. Sometimes we...