“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”

“I don’t want to be right anymore” – Nayana Nair

I wonder‘me being right’at what point of time it became synonymousto finding out that his heart is empty-my name washed out by the waves of the other girl.The girl whom he swore is not his type.“I was right”, I said as my hand trembled with anger and then fearas I waited for the reply, forContinue reading ““I don’t want to be right anymore” – Nayana Nair”

“Knock” – Nayana Nair

My life is divided into different rooms as is my heart. For as long as I remember, from the time I used to care for decorations to the time I am too lazy to clean up. From the moments of sweet solitude by the window to the clinking glasses and winking eyes. The room belongedContinue reading ““Knock” – Nayana Nair”