“The city that won’t decompose” – Nayana Nair

Some days I am thankful to the wallsthat never broke down when I did,that looms up to the heightsthat seem more beautiful than sad(on certain days at least). The tiny tiles, the cemented words in me-they were supposed to be who I am,they were meant to decomposewhen I chose to change my ways,when I choseContinue reading ““The city that won’t decompose” – Nayana Nair”

“Scroll” – Nayana Nair

I scrolled through and then scrolled back again. I did this too many times comparing each picture with another. I knew I would not remember even one of them and probably edit out all uncomfortable and evident pain but carry only the image I could see in all. That all who were struck by lightningContinue reading ““Scroll” – Nayana Nair”