“I want you to see the world” – Nayana Nair

i will read you another storyso that you may knowthat faults and lacks of humans are common and in abundance,how ordinary are expectations-not-met.i will read till my eyes closetill you can see all there is to see,till you see everyone around youwho are disappearing into silence,till you see all the kind words you could haveContinue reading ““I want you to see the world” – Nayana Nair”

“Waiting for the fireworks to end” – Nayana Nair

In her loudest, happiest voiceshe told me aboutone of her near-death loves,how she wished her skinwould stop keeping her alive.She laughed at how we bothalways find something awfully painful or ugly in common,how we should probably never call each otherjust to remind each other of the spitethat lives in our blood. I moved her lacklusterContinue reading ““Waiting for the fireworks to end” – Nayana Nair”

“Till I become half of what I was” – Nayana Nair

The soap slips through my fingersand falls onto the floor(a floor that in my mind is never clean enough).I wash the soap vigorously, till it becomes half of what it was.My teachers would be proud to know that I take germs somewhat seriously even now.Even now, when I am sure of only of my loneliness*,suchContinue reading ““Till I become half of what I was” – Nayana Nair”

“Eavesdrop” – Nayana Nair

From my empty room,from the edge of my personal cliff,I looked into the windows of strangers,looked over their shoulder at texts they write,looked at the pages where their bookmark rests,silently waited at the edge of my chairtrying to overhear responses to the big questions. And all I have known by prying so hardis that thereContinue reading ““Eavesdrop” – Nayana Nair”