“What I Remember (3)” – Nayana Nair

  somehow that is where i always found myself. crushed between the expectation that i had from myself, even if these expectation in no way could be ever called achievement, even if i could fulfill them. maybe that is precisely why i felt so crushed when my plans didn’t work out. it was not becauseContinue reading ““What I Remember (3)” – Nayana Nair”

“Glossy Paper” – Nayana Nair

I had too many magazines of glossy paper with pictures of places better than where I live. I always bought the one showing better lives. (what can I possible do or dream with knowing the worse ones) I would like to say that I remember each beach I saw, that I remember the colors IContinue reading ““Glossy Paper” – Nayana Nair”

“Weather” – Nayana Nair

There are footsteps drawn in rainwater that float on the floor that was once firm and solid but now cracks under my every step. The rain and storm must have brought him here. The never improving weather of his heart. Did he find what he came for? How long he must have stood here? WasContinue reading ““Weather” – Nayana Nair”