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?