For a change I made breakfast for oneand didn’t cry over it.I didn’t turn back as he packed his favorite partsof this heavy life with me.He didn’t ask me about the things I have hidden away.I felt a bitter thankfulnessthat my memories are mine to keep,that my beautiful moments have been erased from his heart,thatContinue reading ““Now what?” – Nayana Nair”
I sat there crying. – It hurt to know, how people live, how they smile, how they could look at each other, how they felt welcome wherever they went, how they could sing along and not be reminded of all the sadness that song carried in itself. How my desolate riverside was their ‘beautiful view’,Continue reading ““How people live” – Nayana Nair”
I have spent every bit of my energytrying not to cry, not to lose,trying to believe that this suffering is fine,that I’ll somehow make it through.I struggle to forget all the compromisesthat have only given me new scars that no one can see but me,to come in terms with the factthat it is not myContinue reading ““What we won’t find” – Nayana Nair”
I am stacked with all that belongs to you and nothing that you have feels yours. It is as if you were busy finding things that didn’t look like you and hoped that if you surrounded yourself with all kinds of right then your fault that people talk about could find a mirror to fixContinue reading ““Collecting Meaning and Beauty” – Nayana Nair”
Once you go to other side, you are not welcome back. And even if second chances grant you entry here, you will eternally be on parole, under the watchful eyes of others. In this bright world, I live as a prisoner where my sins are my new name.
I would welcome you into these arms to cry out your grief, however small. If only I could leave my bitter heart behind that only wants to be consoled and never wants to care for anyone else. That only looks at the world to look for a face who would take the blame for whatContinue reading ““Leave my heart behind” – Nayana Nair”