“What I Remember (25)” – Nayana Nair

There is something beautiful about peoplewho lose themselveswhen they lose someone.The layer of sanity that cracks,the heart that lets the past take over-is a feeling I would never understand.And all I do in such weatheris wait.Waitfor my coping mechanism to kick in,to take the decision away from me,and let me forget the meaning of loss.Continue reading ““What I Remember (25)” – Nayana Nair”

“Menu” – Nayana Nair

My lover, you gave me sweet words, so many, so much that I thought it can cloud my sour heart. But as you retire into the backdrop of everyday life, all that you promised seems more unreal. Another thing to wait for. I am not good at waiting. But I am good at thinking andContinue reading ““Menu” – Nayana Nair”

“Buses I Miss” – Nayana Nair

Going back home is always difficult. Everything stands in my way- the weather, the traffic, the buses I miss by seconds, the roads under repair, the detours I must take, phone calls and thoughts that come at inopportune time, my heart, and you. For as long as you are not where I am going, asContinue reading ““Buses I Miss” – Nayana Nair”

“Weather” – Nayana Nair

There are footsteps drawn in rainwater that float on the floor that was once firm and solid but now cracks under my every step. The rain and storm must have brought him here. The never improving weather of his heart. Did he find what he came for? How long he must have stood here? WasContinue reading ““Weather” – Nayana Nair”