“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”

“Loose me in a storm” – Nayana Nair

The paint will flow onto these papers that have been starved of purpose and meaning for long, and they will loose themselves in the meaning and they can be never written on again. Look at this meaningless morning in hours that don’t need to be filled. Hold my hands one last time before you giveContinue reading ““Loose me in a storm” – Nayana Nair”