“Clueless” – Nayana Nair

If I was to resent that everyone I met, everywhere I went, everyone took something from me, yanked it out of my consciousness, moved within my mind with dirty shoes and clumsy hand, and left me clueless of who I am. Then I would also have to thank this world for all the things that

“Lookout” – Nayana Nair

The clouds that promised the dripping rain, the desparate run to avoid being drenched, water clogged roads and dripping roofs of buses and houses -in spite of all their promises, all it could do was remind me of places that they will pour on, the places I don’t live in. And how I will wish