“Home” – Nayana Nair

I will give you a list houses that once used to be my home and addresses that are the only memory that has not been blurred or manipulated by my mind. If you ever want to find me, go there. You will see the line of trees that framed my sunrise and almost dry riversbedsContinue reading ““Home” – Nayana Nair”

“Crossing the River” – Nayana Nair

I was on my way to a place that only exists in my mind. And with each footprint I left behind it became more real. And though I know I hated each second of wandering without a map. But I know I loved it too. But sitting by this river. Listening to water eroding theContinue reading ““Crossing the River” – Nayana Nair”