“Another fracture in the world” – Nayana Nair

The light over him has seen his wrist caught in emotion waiting for words to come and rescue this body that is defeated by passing time, that leaves it behind in the memory it wants, memory it hates, the memory that drains the blue from the night and fills this breaking cracking world with theContinue reading ““Another fracture in the world” – Nayana Nair”

“One More” – Nayana Nair

I return to my unaffected neighborhood. The success of my efforts to keep them ignorant vexes me, their narrow vision, their inability to see me as I do, their belief in me, the love they handout to me, the children that look up at me- making me feel smaller. ~ I have no option butContinue reading ““One More” – Nayana Nair”

“Lovable Beings” – Nayana Nair

The familiar images of a girl with strength and a guy with heart and feelings that can be reasoned. I found them everywhere in stories but not in life. Mostly they were just weak people who learnt how to live with their heart. And loved and let themselves be loved with the faults that theyContinue reading ““Lovable Beings” – Nayana Nair”

“Who seem to know a lot” – Nayana Nair

Nothing scares me more than people who seem to know a lot about world, who seem to know every answer to every problem. Especially when the answer is that the weight and blame of this collapsing world only lies on shoulder of few. And answers mostly revolve about how not every one is equal. IContinue reading ““Who seem to know a lot” – Nayana Nair”

“Belonging” – Nayana Nair

The amount of persuasion it takes to force oneself, into believing the delusion that belonging somewhere will solve all issues, will calm the turmoil of all unexplained emotions. That we can belong somewhere just because we want to.

“LET’S” – Nayana Nair

Let’s sit in the crowded, tightly packed train. with people we are partially curious and partially indifferent about. Let’s be stripped of all luxuries money can afford. Let’s for once force ourselves into suffering for few hours. Let our legs hurt from sitting for hours, and sleep rest on our eyelids, but never reach ourContinue reading ““LET’S” – Nayana Nair”