“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”

“Wish List” – Nayana Nair

what do i want? snapshots of food i can’t eat? GIFs and videos to forward? people to gossip about? people to gossip to? friends? false sense of confidence? a filter for my mouth? a switch to put my heart to death? a reality check (altered to suit my expectation)? amnesia? counselling sessions? one more funContinue reading ““Wish List” – Nayana Nair”

“Wrong Way” – Nayana Nair

They forgot to teach me the most basic thing- to know which side I should take to keep a check on papers, to see sense when someone tells me what is politically right and to agree when they tell me that identity is everything not only mine, but of all those who live on sameContinue reading ““Wrong Way” – Nayana Nair”

“Eroding Structures” – Nayana Nair

I checked my diaries for the hints of regrets, for the eroding structures of demands I once made from life. I checked my skin for the trace of scars- the remains of the unreasonable yet necessary decisions. The sharp bleeding memory of the blade, of the hatred I inflicted on myself. I checked the outlineContinue reading ““Eroding Structures” – Nayana Nair”

“Find it Red” – Nayana Nair

They make me grow a forest of hate and leave me there to die. They give me tiny drops of love so for getting more I can try. So that I try and know the taste of the words that are stamped on my existence by the eyes of those who decide what I canContinue reading ““Find it Red” – Nayana Nair”