“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”

“Golden Sand” – Nayana Nair

I was convinced that if I wrote a bit more my skin will turn into the golden sand that lines the beach that I write of, that I can finally dig into myself without bleeding, without anyone’s help, without anyone’s love, and find something of value in myself. – But when I reached that shoreContinue reading ““Golden Sand” – Nayana Nair”

“Beautiful” – Nayana Nair

You are beautiful, because whenever you are amused, surprised, sleepy, curious, interested or irritated, you look like a child who can hold my hand and be really happy when I offer you the cheapest candy. And I can be the child who feels pride because of your smile. So even if I am gifting youContinue reading ““Beautiful” – Nayana Nair”

“Stories about me” – Nayana Nair

There have been numerous accounts of my failing life and the reasons of my silence. And these stories never cease to surprise me. From time to time I find the people in my life have had a story about me all along that even I was not aware of. Their uncalled kindness and their uncalledContinue reading ““Stories about me” – Nayana Nair”