“Whale Songs” – Nayana Nair

My house on hills and its silence are always occupied in a duel with the wartime echoes from far away lands, with the agonizing voices of reality. Even if I surround my house with the greenest trees, place cool streams around. Even if I cloud my windows with curtains of smoke. Even if I barterContinue reading ““Whale Songs” – Nayana Nair”