“What I Remember (29)” – Nayana Nair

At a bus stand in front of mall (that I have never been to)I learnt how to wait and how to live with disappointmentswithout making a big deal of it. In the bracket of an hour, I grew smaller than I ever thought I could be.“this is what love does to you, this is whatContinue reading ““What I Remember (29)” – Nayana Nair”

“Small Impossible Dream” – Nayana Nair

Her floor had always been the color of the seasonI remember this, only when I step into the mess of her life.The spring issues lay scattered like the flowersThe pink, red, yellows, and greens,women who only know youth,women who only grow youngerthe kind of woman she wanted to be(what a small impossible dream)and she almostContinue reading ““Small Impossible Dream” – Nayana Nair”

“All your cold dark songs” – Nayana Nair

as i get inside the crowded bus,a phone rings.a ringtone just like yours. has the world shrunk to the sizeof the tragedy we created,that i find you like this? i know it is not you,but it could be.so i do not turn back.it could be you,so i try not to cry. this is not wherewalkingContinue reading ““All your cold dark songs” – 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”

“A LOT LIKE RUNNING”- Nayana Nair

Boarding that midnight bus seemed a lot like running. Just faster and easier. Less painful for legs and lungs. Less real than wind on my face and ground beneath my feet. It’s just sitting here in comfort and counting seconds, minutes, days and breaths left. It’s just looking out, and knowing a secret. A secretContinue reading ““A LOT LIKE RUNNING”- Nayana Nair”