Nausher Nash Banaji Photography

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

"Most people have a rope that ties them to someone, and that rope can be short or it can be long. (Be long. Belong. Get it?) You don't know how long, though. It's not your choice."

Nick Hornby

"I was searching for the keys
all these years
but the door was always open."

sleeping in each other's dreams
you can hear your footsteps walking away
your shadow is swimming against the stream
you hear your heartbeat begging you to stay
you catch your eyes looking back at you
you see a stranger you lost along the way - Nausher Nash Banaji

"I need silence, and to be alone and to go out, and to save one hour
to consider what has happened to my world, what death has done to my
world."

- Virginia Woolf

Years go by and I'm here still waiting
Withering where some snowman was
Mirror mirror where's the crystal palace
But I only can see myself
Skating around the truth who I am
But I know the ice is getting thin
I run off where the drifts get deeper
Sleeping beauty trips me with a frown
All the white horses are still in bed
I tell you that I'll always want you near
You say that things change my dear
You must learn to stand up for yourself
Cause I can't always be around-

Tori Amos

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

twisting like a flame in a slow dance
you follow the flare of the shadowplay
dreamers dance at the end of the hall
searching the skies for something sacred
fingers bleeding climbing up the wall-
Nausher Banaji

The light of the body is in the eye
Where neither rust corrupts nor moths fly
You seek love lost in your own abyss
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