“What I Remember (25)” – Nayana Nair

There is something beautiful about peoplewho lose themselveswhen they lose someone.The layer of sanity that cracks,the heart that lets the past take over-is a feeling I would never understand.And all I do in such weatheris wait.Waitfor my coping mechanism to kick in,to take the decision away from me,and let me forget the meaning of loss.Continue reading ““What I Remember (25)” – Nayana Nair”

“A Sadness to Replace You” – Nayana Nair

The lines are drawn.The teams have been split.Now I must show loyalty only to “my kind”.Now I must learn by heartthe roads that I am not allowed to take.Your heart probably lies on one of those roads.That’s probably the reason, why my feet won’t walk in your direction. What is it like to live inContinue reading ““A Sadness to Replace You” – Nayana Nair”

“What I Remember (10)” – Nayana Nair

I want to write about the boring, about all that is insignificant, about the trust that lasts, about the promises that are kept, about the things we don’t have to beg from god. I belive there must be some things in life that goes as we wanted to, that didn’t take our effort, our prayersContinue reading ““What I Remember (10)” – Nayana Nair”

“Keep me inside” – Nayana Nair

I can help you count everything you have. These objects have no meaning to me but I know something about life even if I don’t know everything. I know that your hands will stop shaking only if they keep counting, only when you have confirmed that you have not become poorer that you were aContinue reading ““Keep me inside” – Nayana Nair”

“Empty Shells” – Nayana Nair

The list of all the words that I use and don’t know meaning of: friend, understanding, dream, ethics, distance, space, wait, promise, family, kindness, virtue, trust, love, love, love, love, love, love, (I was told I need to be especially obsessed with love if I want to be normal) I, me, memory (real or invented),Continue reading ““Empty Shells” – Nayana Nair”

“Unnoticed” – Nayana Nair

Yesterday, a line etched on my hands slipped away from the skin that once held it so dearly and still I lived on as if the the fate I lived now was the one I was destined for. I like to call it yesterday for it is easy to suppose that we always knew whatContinue reading ““Unnoticed” – Nayana Nair”