Nausher Nash Banaji Photography

I tore open my skin
so you could enter my veins,
Gave you my eyes
so you could see your own chains,
Through tunnels and doors
you ached you'd be free,
The doors lead to walls
and the labyrinth leads to me- Nausher Nash Banaji

carrying my past inside me
its the future i'm returning to
wearing my mask inside me
what am i turning into? - Nausher Nash Banaji

"Did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
Did you exchange a walk-on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears."

'Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.But you are eternity and you are the mirror.'
Alena with Nash.

Looking over your shoulder
Looking for promises that are kept
Dreams that are broken
Stretch out your hands to a desolate land
The wind wipes your every trace from the sand
The mirror’s cracked along the angles of your face
Where do i belong in it’s tangled embrace
The looking glass looks back at you in wonder
You look through the mask only to see a stranger
Peel off your skin, and enter – Nausher Nash Banaji

"Sometimes I think the loneliness inside of me is going to explode through my skin and sometimes I’m not sure if crying or screaming or laughing through the hysteria will solve anything at all. Sometimes I’m so desperate to touch, to be touched, to feel, that I’m almost certain I’m going to fall off a cliff in an alternate universe where no one will ever be able to find me."

Tahereh Mafi

there is a waft of Chanel in the air
the room is bare and you aren’t there
I see a flash of fabric, a shimmer of skin
i feel the burn somewhere within
I hold the doors to the night ajar
I feel the cold of the northern star
I bottle the memory of your scent inside
To remind me what’s true, what’s lies
In the end it is all just a speck in my eye
I just want to take a moment to say goodbye
I know I made a mistake coming here again
I remind myself of what, where and when
In a dream and a prophecy, barely a trace of that place in me
I look in the mirror and all I see, the ebb and flow of memory – NausherNash

Tell me
Where am I

...If not in a choral
Of buoyant reflections
A supple fragrance
Of time and not yet time
that lifts the weight of here...

© m.c. 2011

"Knowing love,
I can allow all things to come and go,
to be as supple as the wind,
and to face all things with great courage.
My heart is as open as the sky."

Darkling you walk into the light
Staring blind wrong from right
Sweating palms clutch a shadow's hand
You only survive because you don't understand
The wind carries voices but there's nobody there
The bush is burning but the mountain is bare
The light of the body is in the eye
It's where neither rust corrupts nor moths fly
It's where the treasure is
It's where the heart is
It's where each seeks life in his own abyss
Where you’re crucified by the other’s silence
Waiting on night to deliver your bliss
Your soul’s at peace in a world of violence
The divine divided by divinity
Trapped in the madding throng
Walled in the other half of your insanity
Your dreams are all real your reality all wrong – Nausher Nash Banaji