“All the Ends that pass me by” – Nayana Nair

The shoes I am wearingare wearing thin.I feel my clothes trying,trying hard to slip out of meand I don’t try to hold onto them.That is how I have always been. I see an appproaching death,the sihouette of another endingthat I won’t be able to takeand I order another drink,I put down the bookthat was gettingContinue reading ““All the Ends that pass me by” – Nayana Nair”

“Born Like This” – Nayana Nair

“i was born like this”, I lie,when I really want to say “the normal ones, the sane onesare surprisingly excellent at breaking anyone without any guilt whatsoever. i no longer have strengthto leave them, or beg them,or handle the repercussion of wanting them. i fear them only when i crythough i am not exactly sureContinue reading ““Born Like This” – Nayana Nair”

“Sense of Urgency” – Nayana Nair

Today I realized what to call all that I have been reading for so long.A person I didn’t mean to overhear called it ‘a sense of urgency’-the desire to save this world as soon as possible. It seems the enemies are too many.I saw many names in the list of these enemies that I silentlyContinue reading ““Sense of Urgency” – Nayana Nair”