“Welcome Back” – Nayana Nair

Once you go to other side, you are not welcome back. And even if second chances grant you entry here, you will eternally be on parole, under the watchful eyes of others. In this bright world, I live as a prisoner where my sins are my new name.

“Midnight Call” – Nayana Nair

There is somewhat a hesitancy in me to I pick up the call at midnight. The ring sounds different. It has a shaky sound immitating the hands that must be struggling to hold phone in the very hand through which countries of stories have slipped into darkness. Leaving behind this person who must feel likeContinue reading ““Midnight Call” – Nayana Nair”