What's in a name?

You probably guessed by now that I am very particular about air. No, I am not one of those environmentalists who will rave and rant about air-pollution or saving the rain-forest because of the trees and their effect on the atmosphere and I am hopefully also not an air-head.

I am just particular about air, because I am a long time sufferer of asthma. I would like to write about it, because it is sort of a suffocating stifling thing. The pun here was not intended, but so many people take the little things in life for granted, like walking, talking, running, dancing, even breaking out in a fit of laughter or of rage. But sadly many a time all these things are a luxury when you are fighting for breath. You tend to wish and dream about being able to do them all, specially when you are happy and laughing and that laughter results in you breaking out in a torrent of coughs and you start fighting for air yet again. The phrase