“You’re right” – Nayana Nair

last night *i do not like saying last nightbecause once i only used to speak of it as ‘yesterday night’until someone told me that it’s wrong, even if it means the same so last nighti thought how it is something you’d say“it means the same, but you are wrong” sample conversation(based on reality, read tooContinue reading ““You’re right” – Nayana Nair”

“I won’t ask any questions” – Nayana Nair

I won’t ask any questions that you can’t answer and there are so many of them. Everything I want to ask, everything I want to tell you is always something that I shouldn’t. I am tied up by all that can’t let myself do. But at the same time I want some kind of happinessContinue reading ““I won’t ask any questions” – Nayana Nair”

“Aunt” – Nayana Nair

“Yes, I do have plans for my future my dear aunt.” I say, after I see her put her cup down and look at me with sympathy and resentment. “How can we not worry. It is your future we are talking about.” Actually, I never had these conversation, at least not with my aunt. IContinue reading ““Aunt” – Nayana Nair”

“Dull Decorations” – Nayana Nair

Today as I ate, as I looked around at the woodwork, at the dull decorations on the wall, at the TV show without sound, as I made way from lifting spoon again and again swallowing my way through the alieniating conversation, through the one chunk of time filled with boredom to the next changing intoContinue reading ““Dull Decorations” – Nayana Nair”

“In the Image of” – Nayana Nair

I am not talking about enhancing my likability here. But just to be taken seriously I need to like certain things, I need to act certain way. I need to fill forms whenever I meet someone new, whenever I meet them again. Am I capable? Am I an intellectual (of the right kind)? Am IContinue reading ““In the Image of” – Nayana Nair”

“Asking for More” – Nayana Nair

The lost all gather at the same door as I. They shout, yell and cry. Praise and tell lies. To be taken in. To be cared for. To be chosen. To be looked at, even once. Do they also feel smaller for standing here and waiting, for asking things whose void eats you up. ThisContinue reading ““Asking for More” – Nayana Nair”

“Conversation” – Nayana Nair

Last night as we talked in the dark, I saw you hold a fire in your hand as you sculpted the air into the memories of people that won’t leave your mind. Soon the room became nothing but a projection of what you see, and in these moving and fading screens of your painted conversationContinue reading ““Conversation” – Nayana Nair”

“Uncomfortable Reality” – Nayana Nair

I remember the conversations that I had with you even before we met. How you always gave me answers that I wanted to hear. You always told me the words that could help me sleep better. And though you are not the gentle soul I dreamed of. But even I am not the pitiful girlContinue reading ““Uncomfortable Reality” – Nayana Nair”