“i was born like this”, I lie,when I really want to say “the normal ones, the sane onesare surprisingly excellent at breaking anyone without any guilt whatsoever. i no longer have strengthto leave them, or beg them,or handle the repercussion of wanting them. i fear them only when i crythough i am not exactly sureContinue reading ““Born Like This” – Nayana Nair”
Looking at the flowering trees across the road, I was thinking about life and loneliness. How pointless everything is. How shallow our lives. And I missed my bus. And I realized maybe the same way I may have missed a lot in life and not known. Maybe I thought too much And felt too little.