Things that make me happy

universe fireflie has tagged me in this really sweet post about ten things that make me happy.I will try to answer them to the best of my ability, but it is going to be tough. If you are aware of my writing, you would have noticed that I am more than capable of writing aboutContinue reading “Things that make me happy”

“Reply Button” – Nayana Nair

This where my moment of collapse,where my undoing starts.Me, sitting in front of something that I used to love,something that used to carry a part of me.Me, in front of bookshelves,looking at the list of movies that broke open my heart,moving my hands over the quotes that I took pains to scribbleon everything I own,half-hidingContinue reading ““Reply Button” – Nayana Nair”

“Stack of Books from Strangers” – Nayana Nair

Now everything tastes like my oft-repeated past.This bitter turn of events has brought new meaning to my pain that I didn’t ask for.This morning I even look like someone who needs help. I guess I may have looked that way for a long timein everyone’s eyes but mine.In my eyes, I was doing better,good enoughContinue reading ““Stack of Books from Strangers” – Nayana Nair”

“My Possessions”- Nayana Nair

All objects that I possesshave stopped doing what they were meant to do.The window doesn’t bring me new air.The bed doesn’t give me rest.The glass filled with water and handful of pillspromise me disconnection from reality, sleep, or even deathbut never the rest that I so want.The words on my books run around on pages,Continue reading ““My Possessions”- Nayana Nair”

“Preference” – Nayana Nair

What I find sad about people is that they do not know how to value something without looking down on everything else. What irritates me more that this attitude is celebrated in a way that makes everyone want to adopt it just to look like a person with strong opinion. Fortunately, I do not haveContinue reading ““Preference” – Nayana Nair”

“What you’ve hidden” – Nayana Nair

In the books that you’ve hidden at the bottom of boxes that no one looks through. In the words that have not seen the light of your eyes for a time, long enough to be called forever. In those books and words, I know I will find a part of you that was once notContinue reading ““What you’ve hidden” – Nayana Nair”

Galip’s Dream – Nayana Nair

I dreamt of Galip’s dream, He dreamt of ¬†sitting by a blue haired girl on a bus. I dreamt of what he saw. He looks at her sitting alone by the window. He doesn’t wonder why her hair is blue. He doesn’t ask why is she so beautiful. He doesn’t wonder why she she alone,Continue reading “Galip’s Dream – Nayana Nair”