Abstract
And then she asked me “Who are you?”
The answer could have been really a simple one, I am Awneet. I always gave the same answer for this question. But not this time. The way this question was asked, it made me think of my identity. Nah… It was not a mere name that could have satisfied my queries of “Who am I?”. This question demanded something else.
Even if she was least interested in knowing who I am, this question peered deep inside my subconscious mind. I wanted to answer such a small straight forward question but I chose my design to do the talking.