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A bold, sensuous, agonising, and brutally candid verse. In Yeats’ words, ‘the ceremony of innocence is dead.’ Here’s the intense prose-poem by Anika, in Different Truths. Play: It’s my...
Just Friends
A poignant and intense poem about yearning and wishes. A poem with strong submerged love, by Sushmita, in Different Truths. That winter night,You should have stayed on,With me through,Instead...
F**k Honesty!
It’s an era when reporters are called upon to be fixers. They have to do the dirty jobs. Those who cannot, like the protagonist, Badshah, are ejected out of...
Have You Ever…?
have you ever talked to a wall? When you talk to a wall You get relief, unafraid You can vent out your corked up thoughts, feels it just stands...
Talk, Text, Mail, Who Clicks my Button?
Soumya deliberates on different communication modes, talking, texting, emailing, and writing, with sparkling humour. An exclusive for Different Truths. Talking is easy. I am a babble mouth. I suffer...
chains, choices, chances, change … considering Women’s Day
A newborn does not care about the mother’s credentials, caste, class, culture, creed or colour — only that the mother’s arms are strong, her hands supportive and gentle, that there is...
I Feel the Essence of My Doting Dad
It is eleven years to lunar date since his larger than life colorful persona was amongst us, yet his essence, words, royal laughter, humour linger stronger every day for...
Trump Restaurant at the End of the Universe: All Sins of Kim Stand Pardoned
How dare Trump forgive Kim’s original sins, his human rights record: The rabid K9s he set on his uncle. The general he rocket-launched to kingdom come. The brother he...
Return of Gussy Fink Nottle
The principal of an international school has read my book and admired it greatly and has shared her opinion and appreciation of the book in particular and my writing...