“Half-Hearted” – Nayana Nair

And every morning I hear wind, I hear birds,I hear children play around in me.I am filling myselfwith everything that reminds me of what I really am.I let my heart do what it wants, my heart wants no part in this remaking of me.It starts it’s days praying for your returnand goes to sleep, thankfulContinue reading ““Half-Hearted” – Nayana Nair”

“My Bitter Taste” – Nayana Nair

All my roads and plans are lined up side to side. And on every path I take I see myself giving up sooner or later and the moment I give up I become the same person I was before the I took these steps. Being the same person I am used to comfort me once.Continue reading ““My Bitter Taste” – Nayana Nair”

“Sparkler’s Trail” – Nayana Nair

The duration of time we speak of as days is just our stories breaking and bleeding from moment to another. The fragments of our memories are just bookmarks to pages with words that has been long erased. And all that we are left with are threads of time suspended in our eyes, that really isn’tContinue reading ““Sparkler’s Trail” – Nayana Nair”

“New Scarf” – Nayana Nair

What really happens when I untangle my lies from my heart? Could my heart bear the harshness of cold glance? Could my fingers really stop knitting a new scarf of falsity? There are better questions out there that cannot touch or hurt me. There are stories where God has planted my struggles in life ofContinue reading ““New Scarf” – Nayana Nair”

“See for yourself” – Nayana Nair

Last night I saw her lying by that tree, as she slowly bled. Though I am sure she saw me looking out from my window, she didn’t ask for help. Her stare was enough to remind me of boundaries of her life and her choice, that I as a stranger, I as her love cannotContinue reading ““See for yourself” – Nayana Nair”