“When they get to know” – Nayana Nair

There was this one girlwho was too bright.I liked her a lot.She was a little more loud, little more caring,laughed a little more longer.As if that ‘little more’ was her essence, was a rule she couldn’t break.I liked how I could see what she was without that ‘little more’,that all of them would never knowContinue reading ““When they get to know” – Nayana Nair”

“Your Cactus” – Nayana Nair

i never learnt about gardening, nor about patience, nor about caring,nor about looking after anything that doesn’t speak, doesn’t complain,doesn’t tell me in plain words how i am terrible, how i mistakes make meeven if those mistakes are not mine. i wish i was blind, i wish i was mute, i wish i was theContinue reading ““Your Cactus” – Nayana Nair”