“What I Remember (11)” – Nayana Nair

beauty may be only skin deep but lack of it goes deeper than that. so deep that you end up learning to want things that you wouldn’t otherwise even think about. i wish i could remember every face that was surprised to know that i am okay with looking older than i am, surprised thatContinue reading ““What I Remember (11)” – Nayana Nair”

“What I Remember(4)” – Nayana Nair

I tell myself that I have nothing worth saying and that no one wants to listen. I know this because I have tried to speak my mind and in best cases I have been told that my mind is not that right, that the experience that I speak from doesn’t exist for them, so theyContinue reading ““What I Remember(4)” – Nayana Nair”

“Lovable Beings” – Nayana Nair

The familiar images of a girl with strength and a guy with heart and feelings that can be reasoned. I found them everywhere in stories but not in life. Mostly they were just weak people who learnt how to live with their heart. And loved and let themselves be loved with the faults that theyContinue reading ““Lovable Beings” – Nayana Nair”

“Eroding Structures” – Nayana Nair

I checked my diaries for the hints of regrets, for the eroding structures of demands I once made from life. I checked my skin for the trace of scars- the remains of the unreasonable yet necessary decisions. The sharp bleeding memory of the blade, of the hatred I inflicted on myself. I checked the outlineContinue reading ““Eroding Structures” – Nayana Nair”

“Friends?!” – Nayana Nair

Let me give you company on your afternoons and let me think of things I would rather listen to, while you talk. Let me open my mouth to keep you close with a secret and I will watch as you cut my string of words and remind me of who you are. Let me forgeContinue reading ““Friends?!” – Nayana Nair”