somehow that is where i always found myself. crushed between the expectation that i had from myself, even if these expectation in no way could be ever called achievement, even if i could fulfill them. maybe that is precisely why i felt so crushed when my plans didn’t work out. it was not becauseContinue reading ““What I Remember (3)” – Nayana Nair”
You say, “There are two of me and two of you and if we are trying to be precise in the count of us I think there are many me and many you.” Does it even matter, to think about all the people we were just for a day? To complain about a love thatContinue reading ““Future You Saw” – Nayana Nair”
I am fed up of trying to find signs and proofs, begging for reassurance from strangers that I am somehow special, that I matter.
Can it be, that somehow we have become so much like each other that we we have lost our own skies lost our own rivers and we have created this world where there is only us. Can it be, that the ground here shakes to become separate, that the air here is heavier than itContinue reading ““Like each other” – Nayana Nair”