Khushbu Kirti

I'm currently pursuing English Honours from the University Of Delhi. I am a passionate writer, a keen dancer and an avid thinker. I believe that poetry is one of the most puissant weapons.

Recent articles

10 remarkable things to be learned from Japanese culture

Japanese culture is known worldwide for its diversity and incredibility. There is something in its lifestyle and etiquettes that boasts of...

Mysteries of the Universe-10 Strange Objects Spotted in Space

The world is strange; the universe, stranger. Science is exploring new realms every day, and the cosmos keep gifting it with surprises....

Chennai- The Street Food of the City by the Sea

Chennai, formerly known as Madras acts not only as of the Gateway to South India but also acts as a gateway to...

The 14 forms of Oligarchy- The Rule Of A Few

Oligarchy- An Introduction An oligarchy is a form of government in which the power to rule resides in the...

21 Best places in Mumbai to eat delicious & tasty street foods

Mumbai’s Vadapav is my most favorite street food. From rich person to poor person everyone likes Mumbai’s Vadapav. Mumbai’s streets supply a large range...

Ice Apple- An Exotic Summer Fruit

Borassus flabellifer, also known as Palmyra Palm or Ice Apple, might sound like an alien term to many. But the fruit...

Articles by this author

FOR ALL TIME

An Undying Quest For all time dark and light, Even if the endeavor speaks of pertinacious travails, The ray of hope will not be far out of sight.   Change is the only constant, they say Evil might metamorphose into an angel, Someone’s love...

Dad, You’ve always been our SuperHero

Dearest DAD, Cherished and adored by the world, Extolled by peers, Possessing the magical smile, You’ve procured the copious achievements after plodding that mile. Gifted with that placating voice, Discreet in judgment and mind, Affection for us scintillates in thy ravishing eyes. The perfect blend...

A SOLDIER’S DREAM FOR PEACE

A Solider Dream For Peace Cogitating the remnant horrors on diving back to the past, The scintillating and indelible images that the battles always cast. A soldier I was, profusely bleeding on the terrain of war. Born with the trepidation of...