“To all troubled hearts” – Nayana Nair

All I ever wanted, was to reach out to heart like yours and let you know that I know how tiring life is, how exhausted one becomes trying to keep hope alive. Everyone lives their life as per their own capacity. And I wanted you to know that you have given best to this life.Continue reading ““To all troubled hearts” – Nayana Nair”

“I hope you believe” – Nayana Nair

I hope you believe when I say that I am not good with words. For I could fill pages without giving it a second thought. But I was never able to say what needs to be said. I could never tell anyone what they mean to me. I can never tell what I am thinkingContinue reading ““I hope you believe” – Nayana Nair”

“What next?” – Nayana Nair

I never wish to wake up to face this world that always demands that I must dream. And these dreams need to be big enough, must require effort, must involve sacrifice, or at the least be tangible or materialistic. And I feel something must be wrong with me to know that the only thing IContinue reading ““What next?” – Nayana Nair”


“The people of the world run about excitedly as if they were going to miss the yearly, royal, sacrificial feast, or as if they were going to be the last one to climb a high tower on a beautiful spring day. I alone remain quiet and indifferent. Unoccupied by worldly cares, I move forward toContinue reading “Nowhere”

“Every time”- Nayana Nair

Every time I left a place, running late to catch my train, with so much luggage which made me wonder do I really own so much and wondered why I thought I had nothing or maybe someone always had something more than me. Every time I left it was with so much haste and panic,Continue reading ““Every time”- Nayana Nair”

“Direction” – Nayana Nair

The direction you have looked at all your life. Looking for the lost. Searching for the reasons. Waiting for your life. Look opposite that direction. You will find a kind heart. It won’t be what you want or need. But it will be enough to live your life. Enough to make you never want toContinue reading ““Direction” – Nayana Nair”

“Orange Light” – Nayana Nair

Some nights the pillow is too fluffy. Some nights the pillow is too hard. And I have no option but to stay awake and look at the orange light of streetlamp outside my window. It is not the pillow, nor the light that keeps me awake. It is just the side effect of trying tooContinue reading ““Orange Light” – Nayana Nair”