“Dripping Doubts” – Nayana Nair

This loud and constant dripping of doubtsis this all I need to mute, to mask,the voices of people who have known me too less,who have loved me more than they needed to. . . . I am filled with fear, tempted to run awaywhen they make sacrifices for my happiness,to stay by my side.I knowContinue reading ““Dripping Doubts” – Nayana Nair”

“A little bit longer” – Nayana Nair

This morning I find myself longing to look at the sun and the morsel of half-cooked food stays on my tongue a little bit longer than it should. The door opens with a sound of crashing waves and so I know it is you who has come. With my back to your face, I smileContinue reading ““A little bit longer” – Nayana Nair”