“I let him drive” – Nayana Nair

I roll down my windowhoping for the first timethat I knew how to driveso that I wouldn’t have a confused witnessto my impulse of moving forward by a mileand falling down by a heartbeat. “Is everything alright?”,he asks me too often.I don’t bother to calm him down by saying ‘yes’as I was doing an hourContinue reading ““I let him drive” – Nayana Nair”

“Beyond Repair” – Nayana Nair

At some place in my life I realized that I was ruined beyond repair. And when I was done with all the crying, with all the cursing, and being therapist to the girl that I was . I grew up enough to know, that even if I can’t be what I was, I can stillContinue reading ““Beyond Repair” – Nayana Nair”