“What I Remember (29)” – Nayana Nair

At a bus stand in front of mall (that I have never been to)I learnt how to wait and how to live with disappointmentswithout making a big deal of it. In the bracket of an hour, I grew smaller than I ever thought I could be.“this is what love does to you, this is whatContinue reading ““What I Remember (29)” – Nayana Nair”

“everything else” – Nayana Nair

“warm”this word has become coldsitting at the base of my throatmy throat burnsand my everything else?my everything else-my pretty flesh and my ugly insides-who want me to be thereand at the same want me gone.i guess they want me to change.this is my new lowwhere my organs are my imaginary friendsthe only ones I canContinue reading ““everything else” – Nayana Nair”

The Scale of 1 to 10 (part 2)” – Nayana Nair

#about the street where we won’t meet There is a street in my mind, where an often underappreciated singer sings about a love that stands just across the street. Forever they stand there, one trying make up combinations of words, variations of beautiful verses – not to win her heart, but to beg the worldContinue reading “The Scale of 1 to 10 (part 2)” – Nayana Nair”

“What I Remember(7)” – Nayana Nair

I have got something against most words and most sentences that proclaim that everything is achievable, that dreams come true, that life is perfect picture if you want it to, that everything is in our hands, and happiness is ours if we have to courage to step out of the shadows of our fear. BecauseContinue reading ““What I Remember(7)” – Nayana Nair”