“Enough for me” – Nayana Nair

She climbed the stairsnever pausing for a second.I knew what a second of thought could do.How it could pull back her stepsand let out her screams.I knew this is something she didn’t need. She climbed the stairsand walked towards me.Beside me, not exactly near,steps away perhaps she stood.And that was enough for me. Enough forContinue reading ““Enough for me” – Nayana Nair”

“Living some sort of life” – Nayana Nair

His face lit upwith the death of every colorful explosion in the sky.He hates this sky on other days(among other things).Today he loves it, this darkness,this crowd, even me.(Maybe not me,but it doesn’t mean anything to me now.But in moments like thisI am reminded of the “me” who would have wanted his loveor at leastContinue reading ““Living some sort of life” – Nayana Nair”

“Essential” – Nayana Nair

No suffering is born encased in a bubble of silence, and maybe that’s why my throat hurts as I try not to scream. But even when the world forgets to pay me any heed and to all the parts I want to hide. I continue to mistake the faults I am hiding as the someContinue reading ““Essential” – Nayana Nair”

“Picture Book” – Nayana Nair

Leafing through the pages of my picture book of dreams, he smiled to himself and said to me- I can make all of them come true for sure, you can fill more pages, you can dream more. The mirror with my face lost in the light, lost in thought of love soon to arrive, whileContinue reading ““Picture Book” – Nayana Nair”

“Bubble” – Nayana Nair

There is so much that the world doesn’t care for. If we were to care for every thing that has caused pain to every person, we may never have been able to live happily ever in our life. And there would be a black fog of borrowed sadness, that will be the only thing weContinue reading ““Bubble” – Nayana Nair”