2010. A year of happiness, love,resentment, heartbreaks and realizations. of Justin Bieber. Of Rhett Butler and Christiano Ronaldo. Of Inception . Of making roads through the potholes. Of new places, people and food. Of aloo tikki and Caprioscas.Of fights, new friends and few forbidden memories. And all that Jazz.. With the hope that tomorrow has all of this and more. Cheers!!

With the silent hope that our coming tommorrow is better than yesterday, Happy New Year!

This is a poem I wrote when I was absolutely crazy about the Twilight Saga...

And so, the Lion fell in love with the Lamb,
Hence their story began.
He taught for her, his beloved.
He left her, because he claimed that he loved her.
Destiny had written his comeback, but to face
To know that his love was being shared,
With a man for whom she equally cared.

Yet she chose the Lion, nobody knows why,
Love was the reason say us, the passers-by.
Later when things were turning
Towards a joyful ending,
She wanted a thing she could never have,
The thing that was killing her, and yet she'd laugh,
Laughing at the ones who loved her,
She said she'd remind them of this when she'd recover.
But there was only one recovery-Change.
A Change the could make enemies out of friends,
But somehow the change brought in the right blend.

The lion and the lamb, they set up a new trend.
And forever provided them with the perfect end

At times you really feel.. mad theres no other word for it..Feel that the people who love you,those who care for you how could they do this to you? How could they possibly not understand you? how?Maybe its because they never understood you.thee real you inside out.Or maybe its because you never understood the real them. or maybe the simplest of them all is that life is unfair.It does right to the wrong people and wrong to the right ones.Maybe I am saying all this because I m not really feelin very well and the heat is irritating me.But then I dont believe in this completely too.Well, I maybe diverting from the topic,but yes,I believe in Karma.Ibelive in what the great Buddha said that you are going to get back what you've done.

So people ,sit back and relax,the person who did that thing to you is gonna get it back harshly and more bitterly..After all,who said life's fair?

अनन्या or Ananya-a word that , in my language, means one in a lot of people, sort of, unique,different from the rest.It was given to me by my grandfather.Names.. that brings a kind of a nice and subtle feeling into me.Everyone has a name. Something that we want people to remember us with, Some thing we want to be famous with. Some thing our mothers,fathers,friends and and families will remember us with and come on, its the only word we start with, after momma and daddy.It is a part of our identity, or sometimes our identity itself. It really surprises me to know how less we know about our friends and family and the strangers too, with an exception of their name.

But what are we, you know, except a name?Is that all we have, Our name?