“To the one who who couldn’t change me” – Nayana Nair

The answers I hearare never the words you speak. The answers I hear answers arepoorly dubbed clips of proven cruelties and truththat only a stranger to my pain could utter,that only you could utter. It is the thoughtlessnesswith which you try to pronounce hope with ease in front of me,even when you know the namesContinue reading ““To the one who who couldn’t change me” – Nayana Nair”

“Beg ” – Nayana Nair

Everything I look at is sweet impression of your younger self playing in the garden of my heart. The shrads from this broken world stuck in everything around me. Why is it that when I look at a bus stop, when I look at the sky, when I look at the chairs, when I lookContinue reading ““Beg ” – Nayana Nair”