The Scale of 1 to 10 (part 5)” – Nayana Nair

#enemy_of_hope On my way to you, there is a world that I must walk through. In the dense fog, through the things truer than us, the steps that I take are the heaviest, the decisions I make the most difficult. “Rows and flows of angel hairAnd ice cream castles in the airAnd feather canyons everyContinue reading “The Scale of 1 to 10 (part 5)” – Nayana Nair”

Vincent Ehindero Blogger Award

After a long long time, I am back with another award post.Roshni has nominated me for Vincent Ehindero Blogger Award. I am really thankful that she like my work and considered me worthy of mention on her blog. Means a lot. Here is the link to the award post by Roshni: Vincent Ehindero Blogger AwardContinue reading “Vincent Ehindero Blogger Award”

who taught you to be normal

universe fireflie has written a really nice post who taught you to be normal when you are one of a kind? on her blog with some deep personal questions. She had tagged me to answer the same question. So here I am, writing this post. Not sure, how well I can answer them but anyway will tryContinue reading “who taught you to be normal”

“The Scale of 1 to 10 (part 4)” – Nayana Nair

I have been collecting books on building sandcastles from the the remains of things humans leave behind. This is all I have ever read – how and where to find the stones called history, how to grind them so fine that they can forget themselves. In my hands they become another extra leg of theContinue reading ““The Scale of 1 to 10 (part 4)” – Nayana Nair”

The Scale of 1 to 10 (part 2)” – Nayana Nair

#about the street where we won’t meet There is a street in my mind, where an often underappreciated singer sings about a love that stands just across the street. Forever they stand there, one trying make up combinations of words, variations of beautiful verses – not to win her heart, but to beg the worldContinue reading “The Scale of 1 to 10 (part 2)” – Nayana Nair”

“The Scale of 1 to 10 (part 1)” – Nayana Nair

#the feelings that I can’t own The nature of regrets that I have in my heart, the flowers that grow at the end of this knife, the watches that have run out of battery but pretend to have stopped time. I have so much space in me for things like these. I have so manyContinue reading ““The Scale of 1 to 10 (part 1)” – Nayana Nair”

“Tiptoe” – Nayana Nair

the ones we sign our valentine cards to,the ones we tie ourselves to for lifewait for us to die (or some form of death) to become free.their heart is full of love – only not for us. they tiptoe at night to bury their crimesand demand honesty only when it suits what they have inContinue reading ““Tiptoe” – Nayana Nair”