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A teacup and a plate of cookies
Of Love and the Other Love Story
How Hemingway felt about fatherhood
My Parents’ Daughter
There are no bad stories, only bad writers
Marriage Anxiety in the Times of Corona
The Mad Writer’s Tea Party
When you cannot make love
The Saga of Loss
The Art of Dying
The concept of soulmates is, well, flawed
When a person starts life again after a...
Love in the times of Corona
Is queer love not ‘love’ enough?
Love in the time of the Coronavirus: Do...
The barriers fell apart when I fell in...
What lies beneath the secret my parents kept...
Every sigh you make
An album on my life
You don’t have to walk a mile to...
Home Alone — When kids leave home
I was a bride married to amazement
Between love and the “love story”
The greatest loss among them all
Why relationships need to have space for unhappiness
More people than ever before are single –...
After all this, the love was left to...
Where the love will go
And their love will never settle down
What love was doing to me
The Changing Face of Friendships
How Bollywood spoils
What love reveals
Is marriage the culmination of love?
Is Love Enough?
Is self-love the real deal or an Instagram...
Is feminism killing romance?
I went on to find happiness
The moment of acceptance
Love and the anxiety
The fine line between unhealthy stalking and genuine...
Love and the living
The Demogorgons of Love
Is love losing its soul in the digital...
What love did to me
A relationship you haven’t told anyone about
He ignored the present for a distant future....
The real lives behind the social media curtain
Love, in the times of Tinder
Are dating apps killing long-term relationships?
What is this thing called love?
We met at a bar. It was never...
Why opposites rarely attract
The best motivation: One day you are going...
Love alone is never enough
Should we scoff at the idea of love...
Why Tinder is so ‘evilly satisfying’
The lies we tell on dating apps to...
How guarded people love differently
He loves his urban slave
I did find my soulmate. But the story...
The roots of depression are deeper and are...
Where relationship isn’t really a relationship
If this is a relationship for you, then...
And then one day it happened, she broke...
I was dead. I wrote a letter to...
You were an imagination but a heartfelt reality
My love was never lopsided. It was never
I dare say I’m not attracted to you...
Living, on the Edge
The grey area of life during late twenties
With Love, from Myself, but was there the...
With or Without You
And it turned out I’m a DEMISEXUAL
Together Forever but Lost Forever
They are addicted to being in relationships, yes,...
There is a paper-thin distance between us but...
Toxicity could be really very close to you
In a relationship with my bed
Love, today, day after
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