A 25 year old, former Miss India, Nafisa Joseph hangs herself to death. Because of her troubled relationships, some say. Somehow it pains to see somebody die for want of love. She is a beauty queen. Beauty queens are crowned after their display of poise and self-confidence. She was a TV anchor. Such anchors have a lot of confidence, they say. I refuse to believe. She was a model, had the model looks and there would be so many people willing to shower her with love. Yet there is the craze in the human being to be approved and accepted by a certain 'somebody'. Somehow one wants that 'somebody' to accept them and their whole 'life' depends on it. Reports say that she considered herself 'always unlucky in relationships'. Sometimes all that people need in life is a soft touch, some kind words, some love. Beneath all that fame, money, power and looks is the need to be loved. The need to be listened to. This need is at a very basic level like food or shelter. It has to be satisfied.

They say she had a dog. He must have loved her like crazy. She could have lived for him.