“Blue Rant” – Nayana Nair

I have heard many saythat blue is saddest color.But what I find more sad ishow almost everyone I knowknows how to imagine/recall a sadnessat the mention of this color. I imagine this-all of us,millions of us standing in one huge roomand someone mentioning this color,this harmless color. I imagine our collective sadness, our collective agony.IContinue reading ““Blue Rant” – Nayana Nair”

“Stack of Books from Strangers” – Nayana Nair

Now everything tastes like my oft-repeated past.This bitter turn of events has brought new meaning to my pain that I didn’t ask for.This morning I even look like someone who needs help. I guess I may have looked that way for a long timein everyone’s eyes but mine.In my eyes, I was doing better,good enoughContinue reading ““Stack of Books from Strangers” – Nayana Nair”