What's in a Name?

"What's your name?" I do not remember since when I actually started replying to this. May be since I was two or three; when I could start pronouncing my name correctly. I have a eleven-lettered-long name. P-U-S-H-P-A-N-J-A-L-I. The floral tribute.

The Dream

She could not take it any more. Her patience crumbled. All the piled up frustration, anger, expectation mixed with sadness gave way to the tears she could not control. Clutching her pillow hard, she sobbed. Moonlight streamed through the window, on her tear stricken face. The stillness of the night calmed her and the heavy eyelids drifted to sleep...