An evocative poem by Misna – exclusively for Different Truths. I am not Rapunzel Though I am living in a floor of a building, Isolated from the world Not...
Where does our mind go, when we fall asleep? Can dreams weave a layer of parallel existence? Can there be another reality beyond all that we touch, see or...
A tongue-in- cheek tale of hair, its glees and woes by Different Truths’ humourist Lily. Alexander Pope, the great granddad of prose wrote, “Beauty draws us with a single...